Okay, so this is my first REAL story on Wattpad. I had one before but I deleted it becasue I was not happy with how it was turning out.
Please, kind criticism only. Thank you!
-Sydney <3
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Is the world ever truly as it seems?
You wake up; go through your day, sleep.
Repeat.
Day after day of the same pattern. You can say you don't follow this, that your life is wild and free, but wild and free is your pattern. Day after day of recklessness.
Repeat.
And through your pattern, you never notice those who watch you.
Everyone secretly hopes in the recesses of their mind to be constantly followed. Every day they pray to be worthy of having others be interested, to be at least moderately interesting, enough for those others to pursue them.
Repeat.
Only the considered "lucky" have watchers that are true, that are believable, that are real. I had one.
And it isn't as fulfilling as it may seem.
I am explaining this entirely wrong, though. In my case, I didn't despise my watcher.
I loved him.
Repeat.
My only true problem was unbelievable, unreal, yet against all beliefs: completely true.
My watcher wasn't human.
And that's only the beginning.
Stop.
And by the way, there's a difference between being 'immortal' and being 'always alive'. I learned this the hard way, but that doesn't mean you should too. Keep it in mind.
I know this sounds serious and vague, and probably a little confusing. It's supposed to be. Trust me, it's gonna get a lot more fun when the story actually starts in the first chapter.
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