Prologue
Looking back on it all, Kurt realised it was at the age of five that he wanted to be someone. He had been sat on a horrible uncomfortable red plastic chair, staring out of the window of his fathers garage. It was meant to be his day off; they were supposed to go to the park, to the cinema, to do something other then this. At the age of five Kurt realised that his father was struggling, both as a single parent but with money. Maybe they clashed together. Kurt didn't really think he took a lot of his fathers money. But that's when he wanted everything to change. When he realised he wanted to be more then someone in this small town. At the age of five Kurt already had a strong sense of what it felt like to not belong. And he knew he didn't belong there. No, at the age of five he decided that he was going to be someone special. Someone who could get as far away from this small cow town as possible.
Kurt had no idea that, that small decision his mind had had made at the age of five would play a part of him lying unconscious in a hospital bed after being found by his Spanish teacher in an ally behind a dingy bar down town. He had no idea that, that small decision would change his life forever.