Prologue: My Childhood Hero
Everyone has a childhood hero, in some form or other. For most, it is Superman or Spiderman or some atrocious-looking adult with a "power." My childhood hero came in the form of a boy, not much older than me, a completely random boy who I've never met before, who wasn't a day over six saved my life.
I can't remember what he looks like. I can't remember his voice. I can't remember if he told me his name. But his hobbies, his favourite places to hang out...those I can remember like it was yesterday. Even though it was eleven years ago.
Even though the day we met, was the day I was determined to die.
