Here it is.
The beginning of my story.
Well not really, this isn't why my story started, but rather how. How everything had changed in what felt like a matter of hours. In reality this never could have happened. But, when I think about it, what is reality? Is my reality the same as yours? If our realities are different, who's to say that mine was ever wrong? What if I was right, what if it all really did happen?