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This is the true story about Mickey Buchanan - A TBI victim, nobody understands..

Last Updated: January 22nt, 2019

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WarningNovember 20th, 2018: A boy scout shot me by a BB gun in the back, I can not believe that they are still going along with this.  So yes- I know there are a lot of people out there trying to kill me.

Add me to Facebook: 
https://www.facebook.com/MickeyJBu

But before you read this web page, I would like you to learn about a word, neurotic...  Look it up!

This web page went all the way to the white house, members of congress, the capital of Oregon, the IRS has it, My Half Sister, (who helped me out on this web page) obviously knows of it, and most schools in the KFalls area all know of this web page, (Yet I do not know why they discriminate against someone with TBI.)   Is it because nobody knows who I am?   This web page been up since 2006, and yet, nobody knows anything about TBI...  So why not read this web page, it will tell you everything, it will also tell you how I was formed with TBI, from age 10...

This is the true Story about Mickey Buchanan, a victim with TBI, who lost his very spirit at age 10...

Chapter #1: About my TBI

On November 8th, 1987- I was in a major car accident causing me to have a Traumatic Brain Injury also known as a TBI..  (If you look closely at the 7 year old photo of me above, you could see that I was in a hospital, and I was there for about 2 years.)  After I had left the hospital- I found myself alone, afraid, and I did not know anyone.  This is the only way I know how explain this horrible tragedy but this is my story about my TBI and how it effects my everyday life..    But even with this web page, I still can not get anyone to understand that all I know is to be a child....    Please help me by spreading the word about MY TBI...

I also have too much anxiety, I can not walk up to someone's door and knock on it.  (There is No Way)  I would rather talk to a child, but I know that the child will turn me down. And most of the parents will not even talk to me.  All I can do is give them a card.  Most of them will not even read it, or even- this web page.   Unless they come talk to me, "Hi, I have TBI, PTSD, meaning that I am 10 years old, I am really good with kids, a Heck of a good babysitter, I have PS3, PS4,  a zillion movies that we can watch, and I just want a friend."   Then perhaps people will start coming over, and saying, "HI"..  But because of my anxiety, I can not introduce myself.  You will need to come over here and introduce yourself to me. 

Because this happened at age 7, I am very used to interacting to 9 year old kids, however I have an IQ of a 10 year old, with a 10 year old- 4th grade education, needing friends who are of age 10...    And being 10 years old, I would like to go to school with the other kids, maybe be a volunteer, there are many parents who want to be in a school with their kids.  But KFalls will not let me have a family, apparently (My Best Friend) was kicked out of the city.  And From what I was Told, "there is no school who will let a person with TBI- (the mind of a child) into their school to be a volunteer."  To me, I think that is wrong. 

For a 10 year old, I would like to say that most everything that I do are very stupid, very weird and dumb.  Sometimes I have feelings of death beside me, whenever I try to make a friend, I just screw things up.  I am completely helpless.  There is no journey in my life, no adventure, and no excitement, I feel so lost.

Me: I do not smoke, nor Drink, I am Perfectly Healthy...   I just have no friends, or anyone who understands.

My hobbies include Acting, (See my acting skills on chapter #3), playing Solitaire, Minecraft on the PS4, Photography, I like to watch cartoons- Tom and Jerry, right now I am watching a cartoon called Megaman, I love helping and tutoring the youth ..  I have seen every episode of the 1980s Series of Goof Troop, I watch Loony Tunes, and I just finished the first season of Lost In Space on NetFlix..   I can watch any cartoon, I have money, we can play any game, order pizza, or we can rent a movie.  I lots of games on my PS4 and PS3, I have Virtual Reality, (Only for teens above 12), Minecraft, and Gran Turismo Sport are two of my favorites.

As for my Acting and Photography- I would Never take a photo or have any one child be recorded without his or her parents permission!

But I would like to be a good tutor, I do got TBI, (Nobody Understands), I am Really good with kids, (Some of them can be my friends.)  I am really shy, I do have Amazon Prime. And just maybe all I want is someone to come over here to hang with.   As For a Family- KFalls will not let me have a family- They were kicked out of the city because of a stupid rumor, this rumor is in my Google Profile.  (He was more like a son to me- This very sad chapter of my life could be found in the chapter below.)

Now- Whenever I try to meet a friend- the police come take him away from me.  Whenever I walk up to the mailboxes- I see a kid walking home from school putting a whistle in his mouth.    Whenever I walk around- everyone seems to hide from me, heck, I do not see any kids riding their bikes.  All Summer long- nobody ever wanted to talk to me.   I could use a friend right now- a little 10 year old friend, Heck-  I can even use a Family.  But I think Everyone sees me as a nut. I just want ONE DAY with a kid.  I do remember sending a child from the Heart Gallery $20.00 once.  But I want someone to come over, who I can have dinner with, or watch a movie with.   I could buy us a pizza.  But around here- nobody knows of me-  My Appearance gets in the way of everything.   Heck, I do not even know if my web page makes any since to the readers, Or if I typed it meaningful.

I feel harassed, abused, people call me names, they hide from me, I feel threatened, I feel that I am not wanted..  I am scared, afraid, alone..  I have nobody in my life!   It is all because nobody understands.   I never hurt anyone, I do not yell at people, I do not smoke, do drugs, drink, or anything like that, People start rumors about me, and discriminate me from society.

So, KFalls kicked my family out of school, and I can not be a volunteer at a school because I got TBI, Is That True?
Why do all the other parents get to volunteer at a school, am I so different?  Is it because I do not have a family?  I do believe this falls under the category of Discrimination.  N
ow because I am a minor, having no friends- I do understand that I do look like a grown man, without a family, but you need to understand that I got TBI. - Trapped as a child Forever!   And I DO NOT want to continue living like this!

So, Is it true or not, someone with TBI, (A Minor with TBI)  can not volunteer at a school,   Right????   Am I so different?

So, it is quite obvious that I am just a kid, and that is the wish I make every night to be reformed into a little child so I can have friends, so I can go to school, there will not be no rumors about me, nobody calls me names, the cops will not come over and tell me that I could not have friends, and nobody will shoot me with BBs... I can join the scouts, I can go camping, hiking, etc.   Maybe even have a family, be adopted, have a Christmas, Birthday Parties, etc.   

And, People will not call me a Pedophile...

    Having a body like this, with my appearance at the way it is.  (I Hate my appearance.)  And being Discriminated against from society.  You ask any 10 year old kid if he wants to live with my body, to be able NOT to have sleepovers, NOT to go to school, NOT to go camping with your friends, NOT to have a family to playing monopoly with, scrabble, Nintendo, to watch Scooby-Doo together and see what he says.

I Just want to be a normal kid, going to school, having friends, a family, and most importantly:
People who can SEE ME AS A KID but I got TBI, nothing Anyone can do...

 

The Prayer
Dear God, I need to be reformed into a little child, to have friends to go to school with, watch cartoons, build with legos, go to the park, spend the night, and to have parents who understand but my stupid appearance gets in the way of everything, I can not even have a girlfriend or raise a family of my own.  I want to have a party with at least 10 kids, a birthday party perhaps.    All I know how to do- ALL I KNOW is to be a child...  Please God, Answer my Wish!

<Every Night I Prey..>

And...   
I sure could use a Friend Right Now!


However, there are a few good things in my life- I did once have the best of friends who became more of a family to me, and trust me: I have known her family for many years.  She had a son, (Not mine) but I did help her raise him for 9 years, but if you want to know the sad and scary part, He was kicked out of school.  Kicked out of the City..  And thanks to KFalls, I lost me best friend.  Read about him below.    (He was like my son.)

Chapter #2: The Best Friend I Once Had

I can not do much of Anything without a Family!  Or someone who knows Everything about me- (Like the family I once had)  You can read about my family below in Chapter #2. - (The Saddest Story I have Ever Typed)....

*Not having a Family is preventing me from having Friends.*  

I tried making friends but the police came over and took them away from me, I tried volunteering for a local Elementary school, but someone in there says, NO.  Someone Really- Really hates me, but I do not even know what I done, all you guys do is kick my family out of school, I have not talked to anyone or had Any friends since my nephew who I have known since he was 3 was kicked out of the city..  Then, I tried joining the scouts and they will not let me in- I do not know why.  I even tried getting a job, but I am discriminated against by society.  And then of course, I can not have a family either, my family was kicked out of school because of a stupid rumor.  And yes- I would like to volunteer for school- you know that I am a good tutor. (But I do not have a family).   I do not even know what I have done to cause people to tell rumors about me.    And then you can ask why one of the Boy Scouts Shot me...    (ALL THANKS TO KFALLS)

What Have I Done?   Well, if you want me dead, I am right here- come kill me- I have no reason to be alive if I can not do anything.   Now here is what I would do, if I was an officer- I would go into a school, and ask, "Mickey Buchanan wants to volunteer here?"  Having a special connection to 10 year old kids- and with the mind and soul of a 10 year old- I think it would be only fitting to let me go to school with the other 4th graders.  Perhaps meet a friend in the process.

I Do Not Even know what I have done to deserve this, Family being kicked out of school, no friends, and no education.   Trapped in time as a 10 year old, (Everything about me is 10 years old) And Society will not let me do Anything!     Now if you can find these people in my Google Profile, and find out why I do not have a family- That would be the Best thing you can ever do for me..

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My, Step Sister who lived with me for most of my life- Her son was kicked out of the city schools, (Explaining why you shouldn't go to the city schools.)  I have known her family for 25+ years, and this is the sad truth.

As you might of read, my family was kicked out of the city because of a rumor.  But the question is: Why would the city do that to My Family???    A child myself, who has a broken heart?   You can not Imagine what I wanted to do to that school...   I think that principle was the one who started that rumor about him, and I want to know why she still works there.   In fact, it was Friday March 26th, 2012 that the principle of that Roosevelt Elementary was over at my private home talking trash to me, and that was after they left.   And yes, I do remember tutoring my little 3rd grader when he came home from school, Every single day.  He was 10 years old, and I have known and loved him for 9 years.   I will never forget the time I first held him..  But now, Thanks to the city schools, I have lost something more then what I felt for my first girlfriend. It is very hard for me to live like this, I still have no friends,  I need to start completely over, all the way back to when my spirit died, in 1987. 


His mom knew exactly who I was, as well as what happened to me, but was kicked from the city because of the stupidest rumor ever created.  My story followed by my poem is just below, but be warned- they will make you cry..

Created by: Mickey Buchanan
on July 13th 2012

(Exactly 6 months after he left)

The Most Precious Jewels You Will Ever Have Around Your Neck Will Always Be The Arms Of Your Children...

Once there was a boy, about 15 years old, who was next door to a bunch of kids.  He saw them, and wanted some of his own; he just could not wait to grow up.  He was proud to be friends with them, invited them into his house, gave them pop corn, cake, ice cream, and made milkshakes for them, he was so very happy to have them as friends, until those 5 wonderful kids moved and it broke his heart..  But then he got married, and fell in love with a beautiful woman, they were so happy together, loving every moment of life, wanting so much to be parents, and raising a little child.  Then one day, their dream came true. 

Unfortunately, the woman died giving birth to her child, leaving the man in tears, he has lost his love, lost his dreams, and his wishes, but now he knows that his dream had finally had came true; a little boy came into his heart, and he was so very pleased, and so very happy.  He got to hold a child for the very first and only time in his life, it was such a wonderful moment..  He got to sleep next to him, he got to read stories to him, he even played ball with him.  Until the child turned 5, the man could not seem to hold him anymore, but he knew he still loved him.  Every single day he would watch him grow up.  And he loved every single bit of it, he even took time off work just to be with his son...  Until he turned 18.  Then the Tears came...   The child that he loved for 18 years, got into a car with a few of his friends, and drove off to college.  The child took his camera, his 2 trunks, his pictures, EVERYTHING..  Leaving the man all alone, with an empty room, in an empty house, but the man still has his memories of being a father: biking, reading, monopoly, homework, and laughing.  The man will never forget that every single night, his 4 year old son would sit on his lap as he would read stories to him..  The man is now in his late 40s,  Still weeping about his memories of being with the only gift that God has ever gave him.  He cried and cried about it every night- as he remembered him growing, the child who he held until he was 5..  The same child he loved until he was 10..  And the same child he aided until he turned 18, is gone...  Gone from his house, his heart, his life; he could not see him anymore, which was the only time he had a child in his life...  He wanted it so bad, So Very- very bad, and took a lifetime for him to get- And now it is gone-  Forever..   From the moment he first held him, to the time he said, "good-bye";  It was a lifetime of pure and utter tears...

It is a real shame to have something
that you can not have forever…


He was not really my son, not by blood.  But I helped raise him, his mom knew exactly who I was and what happened to me.  Everyday he came here after school, I held his hand as we walked home from the bus stop, I helped him with his homework, we played games, and watched cartoons until his mom came to pick him up.   And this is my poem for him.

Created by: Mickey Buchanan
on July 13th 2012

The poem that burns my heart

My little son, as you grow,  

I will still be, out in the cold snow.  

With no light, to light my way,  

in the cold, each and every single day.   

From the time I seen it, I saw the light,  

Something I always prayed about, every single night.

I wished upon that star, and it came true,

I would like to thank the star, for giving me you.

I walked with you, by your side,  

with nothing to fear, and nothing to hide.  

I held your hand, with so much love,  

something God gave me, from the stars above.  

 I know that I, have journeyed far,  

 and I was always guided, by that one star.

 I cry everyday, I cry and I weep,  

Sometimes I do not eat, and I barely sleep.  

But now my son, all I ask,   

is that you do this, one simple task.  

Remember me now, as I do you,  

and I will be with you forever, until our lives are through.

But now my son, we must part,

But I will still keep you forever, forever in my heart.

And so my poem has ended, and I am done-  

But I will still be with you Forever  

My Only Son...


Remember, Your Son will hold your hand for just a little while, but as soon as you let go, you will realize that you just lost a memory, a moment.   I tried being the best father I could, I do admit I did great.  But when she left, she quoted, "A miracle in life could only happen just once."  And the best Miracle I ever had was when I had him as my GodSon.  Walking with him, holding his hand coming from the bus stop, burned my hand for just a little while every day.  It was on his 8th birthday when I knew that I would not able to hold his hand anymore, and that was when the BEST part of me has died.

Because of those events that took away my family, nothing in my life means anything anymore.  I was loved, I was part of a family, an actual family that really loved me.  But now, all because of One Person who wrote a silly rumor about a little 10 year old child.  Just One person completely messed up my whole life.   I have NOTHING in my life thanks to the people in my google profile..  But why did I not go with them?  That is the question that I do think about everyday, I could have gone with them, but with the solitude and fear of leaving what is here, the friends I have made and the memories I now have, will give me more of a broken heart to lose these precious moments giving me many, many more feelings of sorrow.

The Last Ounce of Strength I ever had was the last moment that filled my heart with so much love, knowing that I can never- ever replace it.

Oh yes, you can find out their names, in my Google Profile...   Please find them and KILL THEM!!!

Not having a family is preventing me from having friends.


My Christmas Poem.

I have spent $135 dollars on a Christmas just for me,

but I can not afford all those presents, I can not even afford a tree.  

But you do not need a tree to show your love,

all you need is a family that God gives you from above.  

I love Christmas, it brings me much joy,

for every known family with a girl and a boy.

Christmas is the time for giving, it is very well spent,

to spend all your money- every single cent!

  But I did have a friend over, I bought him a game,

but unlike 2010s Christmas, I know it will never be the same.

 That is why in so many ways,

I will keep counting those snowy days.

 Keeping them all with my pride,

with only the love that I hold inside.


Well, That is the story about the family I once had, remember about it when you put your kids in school!

 

Chapter #3: My Acting Channel

  I need help promoting my videos, if you or anyone you know can find any way to help me promote this, please let me know by signing me some kind of message at the bottom of this page.  Also included are a few of my earlier videos...  And please, Do Not forget about YouTube.


A Crazy Moment


The Yard Sale


The Soda Machine Requires A Bill


Gluten


The Message Above The Toilet


The Letter U!!


2 shoes, 2 socks, A Pair Of Pants, why not a pair of shirts?

Check out my Youtube channel for more of my Dumb Acting Videos

Chapter #4: My Tutoring Skills

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(Me tutoring kids, would be scary for those who do not read this...) 

I know my tutoring aspect might seem kind of desperate.  Plus with my ability to please kids who would ask for things.  I had the idea back when my so called, (Nephew) was tutoring me...

Once upon a time, there was a traveling salesman, who made his money by selling his school work.  He came up to a buyer and asked, “Can I have 5 dollars if I do this?”   But the buyer was generous and offered him $10 dollars to do it.  (Sometimes he gave him more- depending on how many pages the Salesman had done.)  The buyer liked how he did not ask for help, he did not complain about his work, and that the salesman would do his work without pestering him.  He also noticed how trusting, and how honest the salesman was, meaning if the buyer found anything wrong, then the salesman would not get anything.

 

My Personal Slogan: You Must Work For What You Want.

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The Wise Man Works For What He Wants

Math, Reading, and Science.
If every worksheet: Math- (Both Sides), Reading, and Science is completed with every answer correct, then you will then earn 20 Points.   If I find incorrect answers, or undone pages- then points will be taken away from your score.  (It is usually minus 2 points per wrong answer.)
      Multiple Worksheets can be done for extra credit.   

DO NOT place pages into the work slot without being in an Envelope!           The envelope must contain 1 completed reading page, 1 completed (both sided) math page, and 1 completed science page, sealed with your full name written on the top of the envelope and placed neatly into the work slot to be checked:   Wednesday at 5:00pm. 

Your Reward will be ready on Thursday.

Rude behavior, misuse of equipment, or your actions can cause loss of all your points.


You should know by now that my best friend, aka: My Nephew: (10 years old) who was a lot smarter then me, was kicked from school.  He taught me how to do math, and sometimes he would read to me.  His mom, who I have known for over 20 years has allowed me to be with him so I can have a Family and an Education.  I do not have much education, so when I have friends over here, I like to make it so they work for what they want.  But this has been faded out, with the years upon us, they outgrow me, become smarter then me, have families, and kids of their own.  It is very sad, and with the kids that I tutor, the smiles, the questions, and all those finished math pages- eventually I will lose my tutoring abilities.  Perhaps someday, I will have gained enough friends and Students to start my own tutoring business.  Besides, I do have a few math solutions that my Best Friend taught me.

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You might find my teaching abilities kind of unique, I experiment on new teaching abilities everyday.  Having them teach me and having me learn from the student, but still tutoring them, I play as the student, asking them how they did that.  But secretly- I already know the answer to the problem, I ask anyway.  Asking them, "Can you teach me how to do this".   My teaching abilities for 5th and 6th graders, doing (Plus Same Number)- you start by adding 1 + 1, then plus 2, plus 4, plus 8, plus 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512, 1024- and so on....

So if you want me to tutor your kid- know that I am a good poet, good at solving puzzles, but I am bad at my reading comprehension, and as for math: I can go up to multiplication but that is about it.

For about 5 years, I was trying to go with time, learning as a 7th grader.  But my accident prevented me from learning, meaning, I only have a 4th grade education, so when I check their work- I usually have to look up the answers in the book, that is why I do not let them work from the book, because they have been known to look in the back.

Just as I have done for my family years ago.

You can however, send teachers out here to talk to me.  I have been told that I have a very weird way of teaching, I do not circle the wrong ones, I tell him how many he got wrong and let him Find and Correct them himself.   If those wrong ones are still there then I start deducting him 5 points from his score.  And as of right now, I only have 1 student.  I do hope to get more.  So, if you want me to be a tutor to your son, or daughter- I would love to.  I will get a work book for the child to work from.  I think I will get a tray where when they are finished with their work, they put their work in the tray, (They must put down their names.)   I get their work out, I will count all the correct answers, once I am finished, he or she will get an award.

However, upon tutoring, I would like to learn with the other 5th graders.  Trust me; I have been with kids for a very long time, at least 12 years, so you can say that I do know how to look after them.  If you want to set me up with an interview, my phone number will be on the card.

 

 

By: Mickey Buchanan
6007 Marius Dr.
Klamath Falls, Oregon

97603