Michael Kaiser is always mistreated by his father, some days yes and some days no because he would stay out of the house or also find ways to sneak home — He couldn't stand living in that hell he called home anymore, especially since his mother had abandoned him to pursue her damned career as a famous model. What did it cost her to take care of her son? What did it cost her to give him love and affection? He didn't know why and he was an unhappy child.

Michael ended up robbing a food store again, after all it's the way he found to survive in that house since his father doesn't feed him and just sits on that couch drinking his damn beer — so he does things himself, even though he's only eight years old he can take care of himself, well... More or less.

It was getting dark now and Michael didn't want to go back to the house, and he found a small place for him to stay, it had a weak roof and was small, but at least there was a small blanket for him to cover himself and keep warm. He sits there and wraps himself in the blanket covering his head — he sighed and stayed there, he was already fed and drank water from a river... At least it was better there than staying in his own house. But still he needs a place to live. But where will he stay?