Prologue

My father always told me to never deem any situation as a dead end. However, he was wrong. I learned that parents could be wrong in matters that they stressed to us. Strangely, it was more painful than anything to realize that parents were human and susceptible to any misfortune of life as anyone. Life was worse afterwards in details which I dare not delve at the moment. To whoever is reading this, thank you for your kindness. My only regret is hurting the ones who sincerely cared for me. Please do me one last favor and do not come looking for me.