I own many things, including the computer I'm typing this on. Sadly, I do not own Hannah Montana.
Hey,
This is not my first fanfic, just my first fanfic on my new account. Now I don't know if any of you read Danny Phantom fanfiction. I don't anymore, but I used to write it on my old account. I stopped writing for a long period of time, and ended up quitting. However, I had started a different story, and got 2 chapters in. Due to lack of response (7 reviews for 2 chapters), I ended up stopping. This is the same intro chapter, however the story is different.
R&R though!
Thanks!!!
Chapter 1-What If?
If you really think about it, you will realize that one can go on forever asking the same question over and over. For example 'Can we?' or 'Should I?' but, the most annoying and most common one is 'What If?' Now most people don't dedicate their life to asking that question over and over, but sometimes it can seem like that. Sometimes it's all they ever seem to do or think or talk about.
I, for one, never really found much interest in asking the question 'What if?'. I never started singing by asking 'What if?' I never got my record contract by asking 'What If?' and I never made by first CD by asking 'What if?' So, as you can see, the question 'What If?' never really made a big impact on my life.
That is, until now. And even by asking myself 'What if?' if anything, it won't really make a big impact on my life, only on yours. That is, if you choose to let it have a big impact on your life. But here I must start asking the simple question of 'What if?'
What If I chose to listen to my friends? What if I chose not to walk away from my vision of security? What if I chose not to tie up my shoes? What if I chose not to walk out onto that road? What if I had chosen to change?
As you can see, because I hope I have proved my point, asking 'What If?' Isn't going to change many things in my life, other then tire my voice out.
It isn't going to change the fact that I chose not to listen to my friends. It isn't going to change the fact that I walked away from my vision of security. It isn't going to change the fact that I chose to tie up my shoes. It isn't going to change the fact that I walked out onto that road. It isn't going to change the fact that I chose not to change. It never has, and it never will.
So now that I have proven my point and gotten that out of the way, I can finally begin my story, right from the beginning, to where I am now. And before I begin, I only have one question.
What If I chose not to let you know anything else about this story, my story?
Sooo… what did you think of it? Should I continue? Should I not? Thanks for reading, please review cause they inspire me.
Cheers,
Shooting-Star-128