(This chapter goes into the readers backstory more. It will be shorter than others and not much happens. Wonder when I'll write more about a relationship starting.)

Done with my work at hand it was time for me to show Nami before I wound up having to pay her money for the supplies.

After the day was beginning to be over and I finally decided to go to sleep when Nami and Robin did I found myself doing the opposite of sleep, although still considered rest. I lied down staring at the ceiling thinking of what my life was until now, and all that has happened until now.

When I was younger the world, surprisingly seemed more complicated than nowadays it would seem. Although now the world, it seems simple now, it's just filled with other creatures having lives, living just as you are being birthed into this world and eventually meeting death's door. Back then it seemed way too different. It was as if the world purposely put myself there for torture any kind it could give you, sometimes It was mentally sometimes physically.

Keeping only fragments of sanity from making up so many friends only held so little sanity from being away from everyone else it would seem. Not going into much detail, it left a huge figurative scar on my small mind growing up without actual people to talk with.

Growing up it seemed to get better although not knowing much about human interaction made it worse at times. I would get into trouble with other people countless amounts of time and received a beating many times but, there was some force that kept me going in life and let me always keep my head up whether I was in tears or just plain agony. I never wanted to seem as though I was sad, being happy lightened the smiles of others even for the shortest amount of times. I was too nice it would seem, which also lead to scars as seeing there were a few who still hated my guts.

  Over the years it was obvious I was on the brink of starvation numerous amounts of times although, it didn't stop me from feeding and helping some of the people with no shelter, food, and clean water as like I was on my goalless journey. I couldn't even fend for myself in the wild, I didn't have the heart to kill an animal and cook it and I had eaten whatever fruits and other plants in those days, not to mention I was poisoned several times to my lack of knowledge of plants. It seemed in the end I could always get healed by a generous and kind soul sometimes even some food, namely meat to keep some muscles on my weary body. 

   After a while I became more intelligent and looked into a few books that told about illnesses and plants. Then after that I trained as much as I could and scavenged for food more often that included killing a few animals which tore my heart in many directions but, it couldn't be helped in the end.

   I grew stronger and stronger but there wasn't a whole lot of strength to go much further on my journey as there were many with great skills on other islands. The island I grew up on was a pretty large one that took weeks to explore the whole island, although far from others.

As time went by I found myself sailing from island to island as a stowaway aboard ships, once or twice I boarded a ship that the crew had found me but was nice enough to transport me to another island. Eventually I was on a ship that was attacked and luckily there was a small life boat attached to it, I thought for sure I was going to die although things looked up when I was saved by the Straw Hat Crew. Even within the span of a few days I've felt as if my whole life took around a turn for a much different future then I could ever imagine it to be.

'Things that change a person's life for the best or worst, can happen even in the quickest of times or have a build up to even such a simple or very drastic event.'