I never experienced a death around me, but somehow the idea got into my mind and I would fear for my life, worrying that I could die any second. Anyways, I got into a funk for more than a year, never looking for outside help and always kept it to myself. When I finally got out, I was socially awkward and it took me until 7th grade to rebuild myself. I faced the fears I cast away and began my journey into the abyss. I don't know whether I am out or not, but the experience helped me gain the ability to think for myself.
Now I am a mighty sorcerer who can even bring forth demons from the multiverse.
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