Mine always knew I was a loner, and with the passing time she perfectioned her threats and punishments: at first she would hide the keyboard in her closet, so I found it; she tried the same with the power cords, mouse, modem and even though I always find them, it had became harder and harder; then she shut down the electricity, so I bought a power supply; she broke my mouse, so I bought a new one. Reaching an impasse, knowing that nothing she could do would stop me, she committed the worst treason her: she took hostage my computer, far far away from our house, while I was at school.

Some time later he came back, but he was never the same…