when you look in the mirror every morning, what do you see? yourself? a shell of what you used to be? I can't answer that for you. when I look in the mirror I see something missing... Can you take a good guess on what it is?... No? You give up? Well from a very young age i've had to get my arm cut off... It was all because of a stupid infection... It was all because of that infection that I had to deal with all the crap those idiots put me through... It was that infection that my father was abusive and my mother eventually died from... It was that infections fault that they had to drag me from foster family to foster family that was only looking for money... It was all that infections fault that I had to be placed into the international foster care program to hide from him... But at last the infection finally brought something good into my life... A good foster family that later took me in as one of their own. The only thing was that they were halfway across the world in Korea and I was in Italy learning their language for when I get to meet them.