The Beginning of the End

If life was a book…what would yours say on the back?

Well when it came to my life story, some might say its a mess of jumbled up words on paper, but that’s because they haven’t finished reading it yet. You see you aren’t the only person reading your life story, everyone around you is as well. Depending on how invested they are in your life. If your family and friends know anything about you, then they too, are reading your story. Though they might be skimming it.

My story started off a pretty predictable story. This story about a kid who thought he was unloved because bullies picked on him day in and day out. How he had nightmares of terrible things that would happen to him, and then wondered if maybe, just maybe, it wouldn’t be a bad thing to happen after all.

Throughout life, my story went from a tragedy, to a romance, to a thriller, to a mystery, to a horror, back to a tragedy again. When I first started to read this story, nothing seemed to signify that it would be anything surprising, but that wasn’t the case. With every good book, comes some good plot twists, and boy were there some good plot twists. And bad ones, as with anybodies LIFE.

Anyways, it would seem, since I finished my story, it had a twist ending. I won’t ruin it, as that would spoil the end for everyone. No worries though, because my life story seems to be a part of a series. I just finished the first book, or the first volume, if you will. I read the summary on the back of the next book, and it seems interesting. I hate how summaries aren’t so detailed. Guess I’ll start that book soon. Maybe a month from now…two? Sometime soon.

Peace out.