Let me get this straight to you. You people out there are reading this book which is supposed to be a story of how finally I found a home which I could call so and make myself is at peace. But this is not a story like that. It's very simple to understand. This is my autobiography. Still not understanding I think. Don't freak out.... This is a story of how I died. Simple and sweet. And did I forget to mention I got to stay in my own house which was a home to me with my boyfriend and have a blast of it with the guys.