"March 2, a day that holds so much meaning to me and yet I hate, yet love at the same time. It may just be an average day to most, But I wouldn't call myself average... -Sharpner's first journal entry age: 4
My name is sharpner, but I suppose that wasn't how you expected me to start, no you probably expect me to start with a magnificent tale of my life something like: It all started when I was four years old and I watched the now debunked sayain invasion and was inspired to become a martial artist from their. To be honest I wish that was were I could start, an innocent four year old declaring his dream and following though with it wholeheartedly. After all, I was the one to defeat the savior Mr. Satan, how can I not be the best?
To be honest though, I don't expect anyone to actually read this part, I'll probably rip this out when (or if) I send this to the publisher and go with what people expect. After all who would believe that my humble beginnings didn't start when I was four years old but much earlier, in a different place on a different world….
"Hey mom, do you want me to get some milk while I'm on the road." I asked as I put on my shoes. "let me check…, no were good, are you sure you wanna go, I heard the weather isn't going to be very good.." "Ya Ya, I'll be fine, see ya tomorrow" I said as I started the pick up and started. "mom, you worry too much" I muttered lightheartedly as rolled out onto the street and onto the highway, mentally prepping myself for the long dull drive ahead.
"boom, crash" I heard, lightning and thunder flashing overhead, the sky beginning to get a brownish green tint. 'shit… my mom wasn't kidding' I thought as I slowed the truck down to a crawl. The fact I could see at all in this weather was a strait up miracle, but I couldn't help but have an uneasy feeling in my gut, something about green clouds. "beep, beep, beep dooo.. the national weather service has reported tornado warnings for the following county's- skeeee..." "shit..." I muttered as I started accelerating to as fast as I dared. If their was a tornado warning. 'I had to get off the streets now.' I thought.
And it was the last thing I'd think in this life. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what happened next. Maybe I crashed into another car and died. One things for sure I definitely should have listened to my mother.
Author Notes: well… this is shorter than I though I would do but at least I wrote something at all…
please criticize me all you'd like since do need it, all I ask is that you be civil about it… Factmaster out.