Prologue
April 13 2008. My life changed that day. It was the first day of the rest of my pathetic, miserable, lonely life. That year April 13th happened to come out on a Friday, not that I'm superstitious, or believe that you have bad luck on Friday the thirteenth, but after what had happened, I started thinking that I was. Superstitious I mean.
I remember as I took the steps leading me to my fate that many things, internally and externally, had changed. Not only did I become a different person, everybody I had once loved had changed. They were no longer able to look at my face without a grim expression, if they could look at me at all. When they looked at me that way I wanted to scream! How can you look at me that way? I thought you loved me! You don't even know the truth, how can you be so judgmental! I've changed! That's what I wanted to scream out to them, but I didn't-I couldn't-I just thought that to myself. This in a way was a good thing. I was getting used to it just being me. I would be alone for a long time and I knew that. Maybe I would even be a lone forever.