Human Into Robot

Preface:

I came up with the idea of my book by reading a whole bunch of information online about horror stories of people's lives, technology, and advanced weaponry. Through the massive amounts of information and personal accounts that I read I hope that you enjoy all the hard work in developing the ideas and creating the realities that make-up my story. I write my story in first person and use my own style instead of the generic classical writing method. One thing I have learned through reading and questioning people with such claims is that they are oftentimes weary of telling people anything due to the constant turn-around instead of assistance that the people telling the horror stories constantly experience and will attempt to incorporate that aspect into my writing style although it is not something I know first-hand.

Introduction:

This book is a fictional work of art about a man who was taught and learned to believe in all the best things in life growing up, got into some of the wrong things, met some adversity that supposed and insisted it was those activities that caused the outcome. Found out it was something completely different altogether, and although still alive today, will die knowing he is completely free in every way from the entity that was the actual cause and was in control of his entire reality from his birth until his death.

Section 1 Non-Tech Life

Part 1 Family Background

Chapter 1 Personalities and Background

I was born in the heartland of America sometime in the early 80s in a small town called Lafayette. I was born in good health except for I did not develop one testicle in any way. At the time my father was working at the bank to make-ends meet and my mother whom were recently married was unemployed. Both of my parents attended college institutions and grew up in a small town in Indiana where both of their families had lived their entire lives. Both my mom and my dad were both affiliated to Christianity and although they both claim to still be to this day neither attends church except for on rare occasions (Not Christmas or Easter, Just plain whenever).

At the time of my birth I had a sister who was 3 years older than me. Immediately after my birth my father got a better job with a coal company and my family moved west to Wyoming to move up in the world. My dad is and always been a very hard working man at home and professionally as well. He would drive the company bus simply to make ends meet for his family. My mom was an educator and took the less desired path of working with the mentally disabled as well as a speech therapist for kids with speaking disabilities. Both my mother and father are still married to this day and have dedicated their lives to their family, community, and each other. My dad has always enjoyed hunting, horses, and oftentimes volunteers in the community to share his knowledge with others. My mom does the taxes, enjoys sewing, knitting, book clubs, and is hard working as well.

Growing up in Wyoming my family had a barn with 5 horses, 9 cats, and 7 dogs. I was always around my family as a child and developed a great love for animals. Through the nurturing of my parents I was very fond of them and always knew that they knew best for me as a child. My dad lived on a small farm with very little in Indiana and only due to his belief in the systems of education applying his own hard work was he able to live the life that he created for himself and my mom. Neither my mother or father were every involved in any criminal activities, organizations, groups, or deviant activities associated with groups of that nature. They lived simply for their family, community, and selves.

Even to this day the most serious involvement with the law is a speeding ticket issued to my dad who sometimes drives fast but to my knowledge my mom has never had any involvement with any infraction of any nature. Currently my parents are in their late 70s, mother retired and father works to keep himself busy as the days go by. I remember my parents during my childhood to be very loving, protective, and caring about me and my life.

Chapter 2 Morals

I learned many things from my parents in my young age, the loving and nurturing of kind parents, knowing right from wrong, and loving one's own family. I was thoroughly cared for and in no way abused by either parent at an early age. Both my parents were actively involved in my childhood activities which beginning at age 4 included sports, piano, and education. I learned all the important things very quickly at an early age like keep my hands to myself, a polite and friendly demeanor, and to care about other people in the event of injury or emergency.

When I was a child my dad would take me hunting and I remember seeing a moose when I was really little. I also accompanied him on fishing trips with his friends on occasion. I learned about stealing when I stole a pack of gum when I was 6 from the grocery store. My mom made me go back inside and return the pack of gum and apologize for what I had done. I never stole again because of the embarrassment I felt from the incident.

My childhood life was a typical experience, my mom stayed at home with the children while we were extremely young while my dad would work all day leaving usually at 6:00 AM to drive a bus full of people to the mine and return home usually at around 6 PM at night for his family. In my own personal perspective, that is a 12-hr workday for his family with only 12 hours left which he would split 6 hours with his wife and children and 6 hours sleeping and preparing for the next day. Somehow he still found time, usually after dinner to take care of all the animals which once I was old enough would accompany and help out. I still remember all the skunks in the barn ordeals as well as the mice in the oat barrels.

My mom gave birth to another sister a year after I was born and my family was formed. I have two sisters, one younger and one older who today are both professionals in and work hard. Generally, although I do not seek to compare my childhood or parents to other people I figure that I had it rather well growing up and the experiences that my parents provided me assisted me in my life. I loved my entire family.

Chapter 3 Childhood Memories

One thing I remember that gave me great interest which is still a part of my life today was when I was about 4 or 5 I received a Nintendo from my uncle which I would play constantly as a child. I also remember getting an Apple computer and played games like Karateka and Snoopy among others. One of my favorite