Your mother has never liked you much. She would always hit you and scold you for every little thing. She only kept you alive because of your father, who adored you. But when you were 3, he passed.

You didn't even get time to mourn his death when your mother packed you into the car and drove you to the dark forest, a place where if someone came in, they'd never come out.

She left you in the middle and drove off, leaving you all alone, cold and scared.