What happens if you die?
What happens if you die tomorrow?
What would you like your death to be like?
What have you accomplished?
Will it matter?
Who would you like to see you die? Your mom? You dad? Your mate? Your family? No one?
Will they miss you? Will they remember?
What if your death meant saving another? Would you do it ?
Will it hurt?
How much time do you have left?
Will there even be a tomorrow? How many days do you have? Maybe a hundred, maybe ten, maybe a thousand?
You never really know.
I didn't know.
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Let's play a game. I'm gonna tell you a story. It's not a normal story. In this story the damsel in distress doesn't want to be saved, the knight in shining armor isn't as brave as he seems and he's as broken as a shattered glass and the evil villain has pure intentions. This story tells the truth. Tells the real life. The real ending. The real feelings. The real lies. The real world.
Let's play a game. I'm gonna tell you a story.
You are not gonna judge me or the story while you read it , because during this story you and I are gonna be the same, you are gonna be in my shoes, you are gonna see what I saw, feel what I felt and live like I did. When I finish you may judge me all you want, you can believe what you want, after all you will return to your normal life and I hope the story helps you understand life a little better.
That said, I'm gonna start telling you the story.
My story.
YOU ARE READING
Broken
WerewolfSomeone long ago told me that life wasn't made for everyone. I say life is not made for anyone, that's why there is an end to it. • What if the damsel in distress didn't want to be saved? What if she didn't want the happy ending? What if she didn't...
