My name is Olivia "Liv" Hayle. I don't know where I'm from, or who I'm from. I have near flawless memory: I can remember the sandwich I had a year ago at Sprout's, I can remember the last time I saw an ant crawl across my foot in the woods behind my childhood home. But anything before I was 10... nothing.

My life has been pretty much normal considering. I lived with my adopted parents till I was 18, moved out and traveled around for a bit. I live in a tiny studio apartment in some small forgotten part of London. No, I'm not from here. I'm from Denver, as in Denver Colorado.

This isn't so much about my past, although it has a lot to do with it. This is about how I got to where I am. Where am I? All in good time.

Someone close to me said I should chronicle my memories so I never forget anything, so I never lose who I am. I guess that's what I'm doing.

My life got turned upside down and thrown into a spiral the day I decided to check out a tiny little Thai restaurant. Yep, you read that right.

Sit tight and get ready to read my story with all it's oddities and unbelievable things you wouldn't believe. Ready? Then let's begin...