Mate (Jackunzel)

Prologue

All I ever dreamed of since birth, is to become a famous author of a New York's Bestselling novel. I would like to take a course of journalism, or maybe be a top editor of the school newspaper adds.

I always thought of different romance stories, I even write my ideas in a notepad and kind of start to put it to life. And from one of the stories I've made, my favorite one was intitled 'Mate'.

It was all about one girl meeting a guy not mentioning that they actually met before. But the guy never expected that she is his lover for all eternity.
But there would happen to be awkward relations and confusions after the girl confesses of what she really is.

That story was famous in Wattpad, an app that allows every reader to make their own stories as well. And I'm proud of it!

My mom never wants me to write stories. Why?! Cause she said that I spended my time typing in my laptop and straight to making stories, how much more if I was an author?!

I know she's just exaggerating (I hope).

But I ignored it anyway, I still spended my hours in my room making stories, I just can't let go of it!

Being a writer is all I've ever wanted and all I ever dreamed to be. Letting go of your dreams is like giving up then surrender. And for your information, I am not an easy quiter.

And now that I'm able to be it, I'm slowly reaching my dream! I'm even called as an author in high school. And I'm actually OK with it! It inspires me more to make more stories.

One time, some random student I met in the streets knew that I was.the author of 'mate' in wattpad, and said that it was lame and boring and unsurprising. That's when I stopped my writing.

But my friends in class inspired me once again and even helped me to forget about it. They lifted my spirit and I'm more grateful for them.

I have a lot of experiences in my life, and all those experiences are also one of the reasons why I'm making my novels, these experiences are even made stories.

You can say that my life is different, and has a lot of secrets to keep. I even think about why my life is different with other's, I even think why I'm different with the others.

I don't see my life unfair, but, it sometimes makes me think and wonder. It sometimes makes me hate myself and murmur why I was the owner of this life.

My parents saw my depression about it, so we moved to the province so that I could experience life in a good way, and make adventures. But they already know that I will still lock myself in my room and make stories, right?!

My adventure is making stories, making a lifetime journey with words. But, my parents find that moving to the province was useless, cause they thought that I was using it uselessly.

"Honey, go out the house, make neighborhood friends, start a journey!" Mom suggested.

"Mom, I do have a journey, making stories!" I said.

"No, that's an indoor journey, I want you to have an outdoor journey." She stated, I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Is there even such a thing?" I asked.

"Sweety, I want you to start an adventure, live life to the fullest as I always say." She said trying to sound soft.

"Life is an adventure, mom. A life that is confusing and full of secrets, such life as ours!" I fought. She didn't say another word after what I yelled.
They, they just don't know how I feel about it, what I'm going through with it. And it's just dissapointing.

My life is complicated, so much forcing you, so much painful experiences. Life is so confusing, especially mine.

But there is somehow, a twist in my story.....