Introduction:

My name is Lucas Valentine. I am 17 years old, and I live in the United States of America in the state of New Jersey. I was related to the former 23rd President Funny Valentine. I say former as he was murdered. The government rules it as "natural causes," stating that he, "Must have suffered a extreme heart attack." That is complete garbage and I know that he did not die of a heart attack. I know he was murdered, though I can't explain why, there is just a feeling inside my body that knows that his life wasn't taken willingly. I feel no remorse for his death though, even though that's what the world around me believes. They believe I want him to still be around, even though I was only a baby when he died and had never met him. I feel a certain connection with him when I hear about stories of his past. He seemed like a man to look up to and I want to model my life after him. I even subconsciously started to wear a pink suit to events just like he would most of his life. Soon I will turn 18 and leave the house in search of answers for my Impossible question.