Jurnee
It's like he was using me as his bait. I felt like a slimy sticky worm in a bucket full of other worms and I can tell you right now it wasn't a good feeling. I could feel his grubby rough hands sticking me onto that pointy hook and I got one last look at him before me threw me out into the ocean of bitter heartless fish waiting to feast.
Timeline.
On the timeline of my life, I could place marks of where I met the important people in my life. January 2nd, 1987 was when I met him.