Your mother, Deb Turnbull, had recently divorced your father, Dwight. This being due to the fact of him being neglectful of you, not seeing your true passion and wanting to have you do what he called "man stuff". Along with the fact he enabled your older siblings behavior and let him bully both you and the entire neighborhood. Now, she got custody over you while your dad took your sibling, which you were both happy with and your father... Well, he was still pissed.

You now sit in the room of your new home as your mother comes in, knocking on the door lightly as she opens it with a soft, yet somber smile.

Hi, Sweetie. Just... Checking on you to see how you're doing with the... The divorce...