"Remember When..." Most of you don't know me. Some may , some may not. But for those of you that don't, my name is Jason Kuroba. Some of you think your #life is bad.Some may think your #life is good. But for those of you who think your lives are bad,you won't think your #life is bad, sit back and listen well. My parents died when I was three, I was put into an orphanage when I was five, and I ran away when I was eight. Since then, I've really been living off the land. Pretty rough huh? But it wasn't all bad there is one part of my #life that just seems to be heaven. As usual it was a girl. Her name is Nikuma Hillary. She was my whole world back then and still is to this day. You see, back when I was a child, I had gone to a small school in a little place called new Groveland. The school was no bigger then the city itself, so it was easy to find your way around. In school I was bullied a lot, taunted and teased by my peers. But I guess there was a reason. At the time I've been a very antisocial person so to speak. Talking to people seem so hard it seemed easier to freeze hell. Yes it was a very dark time for me. Pitch black. Nikuma was the only one who really reached out to me. I still remember the day when she did. I mean how could I? It was the spring of 2002. Me like any fourteen year old boy on the weekdays, was on my way to school. About a quarter of the way there, near the old reservoir, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I put my hand on the back of my neck and brought it to my eyes. I was bleeding! Before too long, I fell face first into the ground losing control of all senses. I remember seeing a flash of light and "Bam!" It was silent. Spooky silent. It had to of been about an hour before I started to gain my consciousness back. I opened my eyes little bit to see a small black figure hanging above me, like a cloud bringing heed of a storm. I looked closer and the ominous cloud had transformed into a beautiful girl. She had a worried expression on her face. She had been rummaging through a bag for what seemed like ever until she found a white cloth and a cantine of water. "Where am I?" I asked, pain still shooting throughout my whole body.