An Unusual Story of the Usual
Before i actually begin to tell this story,which is actually based on truth,these things have happened to me.However,i have changed the ending of it,the ending is quite the opposite of what happened to me.I thought i was going down the path in the story,it somehow changed and everything went good.I do not tell this story to gain anybodys sympathy for me or to gain praise of whats happened,its not a sad daddy beats me story, although those storys do need to be told,nor is it a sad mommy left me story,they need to be told too.This is my first ever prologue to a story,i don't think i'm doing that good of a job but hey,its my first time.I just feel like i need this to be said,i don't know why,but i like to tell this story,as i find it amazing because i never thought it would happen to me.Expect the unexpected.I have never really like prologues,i found them to be boring.But,i only have a little bit more to say so please,bear with me.In the events that lead to this,me writing,i feel like i have matured,i started off as an immature little puke,now i feel i am a little less immature,i think more of what i do,i'm more of a bastard to people around me.I'm nice,but i'm cruel.Now then,i feel like i've wasted two minutes of your life,so i apologize for that,if you would like those two minutes back then please,tell me and i'll give you two minutes of my own life in return.Lets get on with the show.
what do you guys think so far?i've just started it in like,10 minutes,i have another paragraph down but before i say it i want you guys to say what you think so far.