It's been a week since I died, and I'm loving it.
Do you ever wish you could just disappear. Ever wonder what people would do, say, or feel if you died. Disappearing is harder that it looks, so when the opportunity arose, I snatched it. I mean what did I have to lose? I'm already dead.
If you don't already know I'm Preston, I live in Detroit, Michigan. Quite possibly the most dangerous city in the Untied States. You might be thinking, "Preston why the hell would you go off on your own, without food, shelter, or clothes, in a high crime rated area!?" And to answer your question, I have no idea. I didn't really think this far ahead to be honest with you, maybe I'll break into my house and get some clothes. I'm seriously just sitting in my wet pajamas in a weird cabin I found in the woods.
All jokes aside, have fun reading about my boring life and how I might actually fucking die out here.
- Preston, September 5, 2065 <3
P.S. I fucking hate my parents.
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Dead But Alive
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