Preface

When we are young, we believe everything we want to. We have high expectations and a low amount of doubt. You see we are naturally selfish people. If we like something, even just a little bit, we never want to loose it. We hold on to it tightly and never let it out of our grasp. But if we lose it, we would do anything to get it back. Losing it could make even the most manageable life, uncontrollable. But what happens when something, so dear to you is lost, missing… gone. It will bring you to hate. Make you to forget what was right, what was good. But the strength we have is undeniable. Our flaws are out weighted by our strengths. And we show it by our perseverance to fix the wrong, and to find the truth. I lost the one thing I loved so much, the thing that brought me so much happiness. I wanted to believe a lie. I wanted to think he was still there. Safe… We all have stories to tell, but come and listen to mine. Some might walk away with nothing, while some will walk away with knowledge that some have to learn by them selves. By reading this, only good comes from the end. So sit and read, or listen, or any other way of knowing this story, and come know what I have to say.