I made a terrible mistake that night, going out alone.
It didn't feel like a mistake at the time, but I guess you don't realize the consequences until it's too late.
I needed to get outside though, to feel the night's cool kiss against my skin, to look up into the dark night sky and see the bright white stars, the silver moon. The need to be by myself.
But if I'd known what would happen to me, I would never have set foot out of my front door. That tiny, insignificant action, that decision set what I was to do for the rest of my life.
It set what I was to become.
And for that, I'll never forgive myself.