Dozer, that's my nickname. I don't like people that much but i try to do good. If you're reading this then i am dead. Or at least you found a way to steal this journal from me. In which i am hunting you right now. A little about myself, I was born to a cherno russian mother and a american father. I spent most of my teens in the us getting ridiculed by others for me being bald and quiet. I moved back just before the infection i moved in with my moms grandparents. They would talk about me right in front of me in russian, thinking that i don't understand what there saying. I grew up being ridiculed and hated leaving me feeling alone and hopeless thus making me a quiet person.