Hey, my names Warren Stewart, born in Montreal, Canada on July 16th 1987. Nothing important happened in my childhood. I had great parents, Went to great schools. 0 complaints. Well maybe there is one, My life growing up was never stationary, My dads work always had my family moving around. Different schools, different neighborhoods. There was one thing that did stay stationary though, my love for movies. In fact that's how I met my wife.
Anyways, I grew up and graduated high school and went to college. Earned my bachelors degree and took the MCAT to get my medical degree. Continued going to school until I met my wife in 2011 outside a movie theater in Montreal. We dated for about year when we found out she was pregnant. shortly after having out first child, Matt in 2013. we got married. In 2015 my wife gave birth to our second son. But tragedy also struck as my wife died while giving birth.
I worked hard to support me and my sons, and I thought it had all payed off when at the very end of June I set up a trip to go to Japan with my sons. After several delays we took off from London heading towards Osaka, Japan. We were flying when the plane started having turbulence. My kids were freaking out. there were flight attendance striding back and forth in a state of panic and that's when I see my kid scream and point at something. There was a man Attacking and biting another man.
That's when the plane took a nose dive. a Piece of metal flew up and hit me in the head. That's the last thing I remember about the place crash. I woke up under a pine tree, Put a splint on my broken leg and searched for the plane wreck. But there was none. I never found that plane crash. I never found my sons.
I'm a broken man with broken plans. Where I'll head in the future? I don't know. But God give me strength to stay in the light.