As we grow up we see the world very differently, as a child you have hope and wonder, as a Teenager your dead inside, and as an adult you are afraid, afraid of not being able to pay bills, afraid for your health, afraid of being wrong. As we grow up the story's we create in our heads morph and change with these stages of life and how we perceive them. At this point you are probably wondering why I am giving a talk about a type of philosophy, well it's important to the story why else would I be fucking talking about it if it wasn't important? Alright then I'll skip the philosophy and ask you the important question if you could always be in the childlike stage of being hopeful and wondering about how the world works while still growing into an adult would you do it?
27000000000 years ago (to me it was this long ago)
Location: Concord
Date 10/27/2016
I woke up that one fateful morning prepared for anything that came my way except maybe the nuclear apocalypse but that one can slide. My room currently has all my pop culture memorabilia hung up on my wall (do a bunch of lightsabers from cosplays count as memorabilia?)
My shelf that contained a bunch of video games and minimal books. The cyan glowing orb in the middle of my room that was warping space time. My... Wait what?
Me: "What the fuck is this?"
Orb: *satanic sounding whispering*
Me: "yeah I'm gonna take a pass on getting possessed thank you very much..."
As soon as I said that the orb started changing colors until finally it turned into a wormhole of sorts and started sucking things into it. My phone, laptop, my emergency freedom shotgun (plus ammunition) a bunch more shit I don't remember until finally I got sucked in as well.
The last thing I saw was my parents trying to grab my hand before everything went black.
[authors note]
I'm using this to get practice writing story's for video games and such so if the story seems odd that may be why. also QUESTION EVERYTHING!