I wish I could say this was a normal story, but fuck, it isn't. I mean, if I had known how everything would turn out, I wouldn't have complained so much about my life. I know I had a normal life, a normal home, a normal connection to the world. Everything was fine. I always wanted to go on a big adventure, have an experience that would stick with me forever. And so I did. Because I had no other option. I had a suspicious feeling about it, but I had nothing left to lose. Shit, if I had known what would happen, I would've just stayed in my apartment, living my life and complaining about everything. But that's not how things went.
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Thanks for the fucking happy ending
Science Fictionnot everything has a happy ending