I'm alone. My pack hurts me in ways you could never imagine, but i have to stay strong. That's what my dad would have wanted. You see, ever since my dad died i have been treated like shit. My mom blames me for his death, and screws just about every guy she meets.All the friends i used have now dont even to bother to notice me unless they want to use me as thier punching bag. Some way some how, I WILL GET OUT OF HERE.