A/N: I have found myself reading a lot of SoN ff lately and that brought about an idea for my own story. So I figured id give this writing thing a shot, even after the last time I tried it, it crashed and burned (I can still smell the smoke). Let me know if this story sounds semi interesting and if I should keep going with it. I'll post the first few chapters as I get them written but if no one takes an interest, this story will be dropped. Also, actual chapters will be much longer this is just an intro to get the gears in your brains grinding :)
Friendly (and semi friendly, no one likes a grouch) advice/criticism is always welcomed!
Whirl Wind
-Introduction-
People say the day you are born is the day life begins. I disagree. I believe that life begins when you choose for it to begin and anything before that simply isn't important. When your little you don't realize the conscious effort you make to "live" like everyone else does, to just enjoy every day, to make promises that you don't understand but will try your hardest to keep. Many people never grow out of that stage or something similar to it, never realizing their real potential to do greater things if only they choose to break that shell and explore the real world surrounding them. While many people do succeed and prevail in the real world a great deal do not. I was one of those people at first, content with my everyday life and how things were going, to just live in the now and not seek anything further then my own existence. Some people need a sign to make a change, to live for something greater then themselves and truly be happy and live life to its fullest.
I was one of those people, I just wish the sign I was given would have been on a more positive predicament and one more understanding like most of the population received. My sign left me confused, scared, and outright disturbed. My sign told me that I was dead, but if I wanted I would be given a second chance if I could find something to choose to live for.
When life ends it's almost more complicated than when it begins. You don't have people telling you that you died on such and such a day, there is no one holding your hand or waiting for you on the other side ready to explain things. It just happens and when the whirl wind all comes to a grinding halt and your left to catch what breath is left in your body, you have to figure things out for yourself and decide what you're going to do now that you know what you know, and where you stand in this new world.
Sometimes I wonder if my sign had anything to do with my beliefs or if it was simply something that happened to everyone who hadn't made the effort to really live their life to its fullest, to break out of the bubble of their preordained existence and seek what was theirs for the taking. I just hope I can locate what I've always been searching for with my second chance. That thing that says "Everything I am is nothing compared to this new feeling".
My name is Spencer Carlin and I chose to live life to its fullest the day I died and my life started over in a new and unimaginable way. Hopefully the consequences of this choice I'll be able to handle without too much of a struggle...