September 22nd

I was always a bit of an introvert...

Always thought my life was going no where...

Who would ever want to hear my story? No one, thats who. Who would honestly waste their time to read  a tale of utter boredom, of a human who had no life with no excitment what so ever?

Well... that was only until I met him...

Leave it to that kid to pick me up from my zone of nothingness, and throw me out into the dangers of the world. Now there's something to write about. A tale probably anyone could relate to, from being on top of the world, to so far underneath you can't find the surface.

Who knew one person, in one day, could make the story write itself? I guess its better to not know whats going to happen next.

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