“The misery and darkness that is me, soon is what you’ll become to be.”
I thought of Rotting Away on May 22nd 2009, while thinking what my life would be like if I ended up losing my mind and killed somebody then went to prison. Who knows what brought up thoughts like this, but after a while of looking at my own reflection on the bus I thought, “Why not just write about it?”
I’m not going to lie, I wrote some of these entries while I was incredibly emotional and this story contains a lot of offensive language, and some of you may realize that my character is heavily based on me and a lot of the events are based around my own life (gives me more to write about) so it won’t quite be an easy read for anyone. My grammer isn’t the best, my entries aren’t that long and my resources are quite limited at the time being so my facts will be a little dodgy. Bear with me while I go through this draft, any comments or support regrading this story would be greatly appreciated. I could use all the motivation I could get to help finishing this story off.
This is my first non-fantasy story and is the one I decided to post onto my blog because I don’t wanna seem like the average nerdy guy that writes a bunch of fantasy stories. I wanted to write something with a message, something that tells people what the average kid who’s lost faith in themselves goes through, be a voice for the voiceless. I wrote this story because I wanted to think of something original, and I’m pretty sure that theres no other stories out there quite like this (at least I hope).
Hope you enjoy my story, and I hope even more that it speaks to you somehow, because I really want to get a message across with this one.
~ Lil J.