I wrote this way, way back in high school, 7 or so years ago.
And I'm still not finished with the story.
Hopefully, with a little help from you guys, I will be able to finish it soon. =p
The style may be a little childish. My apologies for that.
I wrote this when I was in the hype of my Animorphs addiction.
If some words or phrases or the style resemble that of K. A., it may be because I was so engrossed with her books, I kinda, sorta adopted her style of writing…
Anyways, done with the explanations.
Reviews will be very much appreciated.
This is my very first fanfiction.
Please be gentle. =p
~~DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANIMORPHS... OTHERWISE, TOBIAS WOULD BE HUMAN AND HE WOULD HAVE MORE PART IN THE STORY THAN HE ACTUALLY HAS...^_^
Prologue
He was thinking...
What is life? Well, life is a struggle.
A never-ending struggle. 'For what?' You may ask.
The answer is quite simple.
A struggle to live.
Did I just say, 'life is a struggle to live'?
.
Yes, I just did.
.
You might think that it doesn't make sense at all.
But it does.
I think it does.
For me it does.
.
Well, it's really not that easy to comprehend.
Yet we continue to live.
We don't really know how and why it all started.
How and why life started.
.
It's something…
Something beyond the arts and sciences.
Beyond what the greatest scientists and philosophers have studied.
.
Something more profound.
.
But of course…
There are other things.
What things?
.
Unless you are what he is.
Unless you lived the way he had.
Then maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to see that life did have some sense.
In some very unique ways.
.
But then, the question is,
'Who is he?'
.
Well, he's me.
.
And one last thing.
Who am I?
.
Well…