I find it challenging to start from the beginning. I've been told that I am followed, but I don't know by who. A few weeks ago, I woke up on the side of a road and had no memory of how I got there.

Except for the occasional voice in my mind—one of them keeps telling me that my name is Al. I don't recall much from before the voices began. 

Someone is following me. I don't know who it is or why, but I think it's dangerous for me. Running and hiding from everyone has become necessary for my survival.

I try to be flexible and alert, and changing my identity is necessary. I am always a pleasant surprise!