Fate is tricky. Fate is fleeting. Fate is never controlled. I have learned this the hard way. After all, Fate has never favored me. It is as if my existence angered Fate. As if I was never to be born. Everything was fine until I was three years old - and my father disappeared. Life fell down hill. My mom remarried. I actually liked him. Until September 14, last year. Now, everything has changed. Everything is different. I am haunted. I am stalked. I am afraid. But am I protected?