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I was just a kid when it all went to shit...Haha, isn't it supposed to start like this? My obituary? Just weeks shy of my 18th birthday, and I got sick, kept in bed. Born what, October '94? Something like that. I mean I think my loved ones are supposed to make this for me, but Ellie and Joel don't know me. Hell I don't even know me. I'm writing this now and I don't even know what to expect. Am I dead yet? How'd I die? I don't know. But somehow I've been gone since I was sick. Everything I knew was gone when I woke...So this is my story. My story however long it may have left...Bear with me...
I will say this before we start...
I don't know what I've missed, I don't even know where I'm going. Whether I'm lost already or not, I'll know home when I find it. I don't know how much time has passed, but I do know that I will survive. Proven that I've found life, there can be more out there. And if there are people who challenge me, fear me, I will not hesitate to kill you. I'm detached, I know that, but I'm used to it. It's been I don't know how long, but I feel capable of going as long as I need. I don't remember who I am, my name, or my family. I know that I'm different, I don't know how or why, but something is making me this way. Hopefully someone will recognize me, or manage to shed the light on what has happened. Whatever it takes, I will find my answers. The moments I have left are what count. I don't know when my end is coming. Peace or death, even both, I'll be ready.
