Every story has a begining.Be it happy or sad, there's a begining.On the rare occasion, you get a shocking begining.In my story?Well, my real begining was average.I was born to loving parents, who cared and loved me, you get the picture.But since this is my story, surely i get to choose the begining?And my chosen begining is infact quite sad.My chosen begining started not long after my dad chose to go out every night, becoming a drunk, unloving, alcoholic.He left.That's where it all started.That's where the sad, chosen begining..begins.