My name is Piper Rose Kirk and I'm going to tell you a story.

Now, talking about myself hasn't ever come naturally to me. It involves putting words to what I think and feel and I've spent a good portion of my life doing exactly the opposite, much to the dismay of my friends and family. So… forgive me if sometimes I find it hard to… to keep the words flowing, but I'll do my best to be vulnerable for you, if you'll do your best not to judge me until the end.

Can you do that for me?

Awesome. See? We're already off to a great start. Now… where to begin?

I suppose anywhere would do; my life's been such a thrill ride from the get-go, that it'd be an exciting story no matter where we dropped in. That's not the way this is done, though, right? People usually start at the beginning. It's hard to say where my beginning really is. I was born, and arguably that's when my life started, with all the pain and blood my birth entailed. However, I'd feel disingenuous if I told you that who I am today started when I was squeezed out of my mother's vagina.

Captain, if you would be so kind as to refrain from discussing your mother's genitalia, I believe your audience would be much more receptive to the idea of listening.

Oh hush you great, green hard drive. You're interrupting, which, one: rude, and two: not your story.

I do not entirely agree with that sentiment, Captain.

Well poop for you. And seriously, Spock? Again with the "Captain"?

Apologies. However, I still -

Is your name Piper?

No, Captain.

Then you are not the most qualified individual to tell this story.

…you are a singularly frustrating individual.

MOVING ON.

My birth, and how my father died (great man that he was) and the surrounding circumstances might be the chronological beginning to my person, but it feels like cheating to say that's what defined me as a person, where who I am today really started. The struggle is there are so many character-defining moments in my life that it's a little overwhelming to choose one and have the absolute confidence to say Yes, yes this is me. This is where I began.

Maybe I'll never really know. So I'll let you decide. I'll just… just tell the whole story, in all of its wonderful, traumatising, fantastic glory and you can make up your own mind.

So to do this right, I'll just say that my life started with a lightning storm in space.

Hey, all! So, as promised in my original version, here is the beginning of a rewrite of my story Reaching for the Stars. I have this one planned out to be much longer than the original, with more substance and detail than the first one. I'm really excited about this. I hope you guys (old readers and new) are excited, too!

Please let me know what you think!

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