I've always known better than talking to strangers. My mom always told me watch out for the evil ones. Well being 5 I thought everyone was evil because of what she told me, so therefore shutting me out from the world. Until I was 13, at that age I just came to conclusion that my mom was utterly insane. She stopped warning me when I told her she needed help, she looked hurt but I didn't give a damn. Well it has been 3 years since then and now it's the night till my birthday and I didn't know what it was, but I knew something was going to happen something that will change my life forever.