Prologue

My life wasn’t going the way I planned for it to go. I lost my job and my home. My wife left me leaving me alone. I don’t

have any family I could rely on so found myself on the streets. I was forced to steal in order to survive. I wasn’t proud of

it but I was determined to keep living no matter how I had to do it. That was however until one day, I saw my ex-wife she

was talking on her phone and laughing. I still don’t know why I chose to do what I did but I attempted to mug her. I had

changed so much that she didn’t even recognize me. This made me so angry that I doubled down with my determination

to take from her what I felt she took from me, during our struggle we drew the attention of an office worker. He came to

my ex wife’s rescue, we found ourselves brawling on the ground. We rolled around punching each other until eventually

he managed to mount me and bend my arm behind my back. My arm felt as though it was breaking with the amount of

force he applied to it. I yelled out in pain. Suddenly another sound other than me yelling could be heard, it was a police

siren. Crap I have to get away. I can’t be arrested, how have I let myself fall to such a state. Just then a sound even

louder than the approaching sirens brought me out of my thoughts. It was the sound of squealing tires. A truck was out

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of control It was coming closer and closer. I had the thought of just letting it hit me. I was fed up of my life and couldn’t

see any hope for the future. I was expecting death but to my surprise the office worker threw me out-of-the-way of the

truck. He had enough time to save himself but saved me instead. My mind unable to comprehend why he saved me

instead of himself. The truck collided with him and within the blink of an eye his life was lost.. I felt guilt like you wouldn’t

believe, because of me this person had lost his life. I was staring absent-minded until I noticed that my ex wife was

standing with something in her hand. She had been picking things up during my fight with the office worker, and under

closer inspection I recognized it as a pregnancy test. It was obviously a positive result displayed on the test. My mind

raced and I began to run, I ran away from the person who saved me leaving behind a scene of chaos that was my own

creation. I didn’t stop running until my sides began to hurt and I was out of breath.I realized I had returned to the

abandoned building I was using for shelter.

  I curled up into a ball and cried none stop, how could I let my life get so out of control? I felt my heart-break, all this

time I had willed my self to survive but at what cost. I left a trail of destruction in my wake, I passed out after crying for so

long. What I didn’t expect however was that when I was asleep I was assaulted. Another homeless person had

wandered into where I was sheltering myself. They were however high on drugs that caused them to hallucinate. In their

altered mind they became incredibly aggressive and pummeled me to death. During the beating I heard them screaming

at me but their words were all jumbled together and recognizable I couldn’t understand what they said. I however put up

no resistance I felt it was the price I owed for the damage I caused. That was the end of my pathetic existence, or at

least it should have been I found my self waking up in an alien environment. There room was a silvery gray building with

bright lights that were almost blinding. I looked around as best as I could to find that I had become a baby again. Whats

weird though is that I am a baby with a tail. I wondered to myself what’s going on. That’s when I saw him he was looking

at me with a curious face.