Currently, there is a man wandering the streets of Rio Chamalecon, Honduras

He goes by the name of "S", since his parents never named him, or loved him for that manner.

S was born on August the 11th, 1970, in Rio Chamalecon, Mexico. He was Caucasian because his parents were just tourists. S was a little different to the other babies. For one, he had the Cheshire cat of evil grins; he also had a crooked nose that looked like it had been broken inside of his mother’s womb.

S's parents didn't like him at all, and as soon as the mother saw S's face, she frowned, and was so disgusted that she wanted to spit on his face. This is why the mother didn’t bother to name him.

His father didn't think of him as much either, he thought as him like a fly, annoying and small.

S didn’t end up going to his parent’s home that day, he was driven to the adoption clinic, and the parent’s filled in the forms to get rid of him...

The only problem was, his parents learned Spanish before they left for their trip, S didn’t know a lick of it.

The adoption clinic kept him well fed, clothed and educated, and even taught him Spanish.

But the food was terrible, the clothes felt like a suit made out of rusty nails, and the teachers there were so strict, if he disobeyed even in the slightest, he would get the cane.

So when S was a teenager, he ran away, into San Pedro Sula.

He wandered the streets, eating food scraps off the dirty streets.

He was homeless, and no one loved him...

S, wanted to get revenge for what his parents did to him, so that night, he entered a bus, that was leading to Rio Chamalecon, he wanted to show his parents what they had done to him.

Hey payed the bus fare with the money he found just lying around on the streets. The trip was unbearable. He kept thinking strange thoughts.

"No one loves me!" "I just want to die!" "I have no purpose in life" "I'm gonna kill myself, I'm gonna do it!" "If my parents don't love me, then who does?" where just some of the dreadful things he was thinking.

People got off the bus one by one, and someone left their bag behind. And instead of S doing the responsible thing and handing it in, he pretended it was his.

A video camera, food, clothes, and even a pocket knife!

S was close to Rio Chamalecon, and his parents home was virtually right next to the borderline, so he got off the bus, with the bag of course.

He broke into someones house, while the residents were away, and grabbed the pocket knife, video camera, and some pieces of paper that he found lying around.

S set the camera to  "Record", and grabbed the pocket knife with his opposite hand. He then began to cut large scrapes into his arm, then using his own blood as ink, began to write a message own the paper, with the camera recording the entire thing.

He repeated the proccess until he spelt "YOU FORGOT ME" on the paper.

He then replaced his old uncomfortable clothes, with the new ones. Suprisingly, it was a perfect fit, the clothes contained a large black hoodie, and some black jeans.

He then recorded his face, which was blacked out due to the hoodie and poor lighting. He then, slowly, removed the hoodie from his head, revealing a horrifying monstrosity of a face.

His hair, was long, blonde, and scruffy. He was using his "grin", which consisted of big, rotten teeth, with the texture of an old banana. His eyes were extremely bloodshot, and it looked like he was staring into your soul.

He only recorded him smiling then, nothing else, just smiling, for 30 seconds.

He deleted the other videos that were on the camera, leaving only his 2.

He ran out of the house, and walked up to his parents house, slowly. And put the note, and camera, on the same doorstop he was dropped on.

He walked away from his parents house, and was driven further and further into insanity. To the point that he finally snapped, and murdered some teenagers that disturbed him. He still wanders around Rio Chamaleon today, waiting for "fresh canaves" to paint.

He waits...