Family sucks.

There's no polite way to put it, it may sound rash but there is a truth behind it. Family can burden you, hurt you, hate you, deprave you, humiliate you, ruin you. They can bury you. For those who have wonderful families that they get along with perfectly - God must give small favors (for a certain) price, or is it merely fate? Did they deserve it?

People are miraculous. The mind and the body of a person is a wonderful machine. It is able to detect when you're getting sick, when you're in pain, when you're sad, angry, hurt, when you're taking too much and when you're not taking enough. It also tells you when it's time to pack up and run.

That is where the story begins - with running from something your mind and body couldn't take. Well, actually, my body.

My name is Dwayne Hoover. Welcome to my story.