- ( untitled yet ) chapter one.
Breath.
In and out.
Slowly.
Deep breaths.
I always wondered, when i was younger what it would be like to die.
Would it be painful ? Could you feel anything ? or do you just turn into a nothing.
I suppose in a way, i always believed that everything has a spirit, good or evil. That there is no way that any form of energy can just, die. It's purely impossible.
But so is what happened to me. Last year,i would have bet my sole that , that was impossible.
I suppose , if any of you are reading this, that you're wondering what i'm going on about ? well I'm going to tell you the story from the start, my story.
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