To whom it may concern,
Every story has a beginning and every story has an end. Yours and mine are no different. In fact, at first glance they will seem a lot more similar that you might think. You could say that they started the same way –in the beginning we are all born.
However, I don't believe this. I believe that your story only really starts when you start living your life. You may not know it, God knows I didn't, but until we live by our own rules and bide by our own conscious we are not living. Not really. Yes, our heart beat, but do they have anyone or anything to beat for? We breathe, but what are we taking in with every breath? Air or life itself? It is only when you stop playing it safe, when you can feel the pain that's enough to kill you and live through it- when you are free, truly free to make your own choices, your own mistakes, can you really say you're living.
Everyone has a story and this is mine.
Love,
Isabel Norrington