Have you ever wanted another chance? A chance to start a clean slate where there is an endless montage of different possibilities in the near future just from one singular choice? Well this is the story of my one chance, my chance to shine and show the world my colours and true creations for what they are, me. My infinite creations of memories and affection's, love, hate and the triumphant and tragic encounters i have endured. This is my story, my new beginning.
When I was younger, I always believed in happy ending, those resolutions of satisfaction, the sigh after a long day of hard work, the undesirable relationship between a princess and her one true love that only is matched by destiny and fate. I believed everything was easy, but I soon discovered that it's not. The world is poisoned, contaminated with hatred and spite, all the lies and broking promises all moulding into one master of pain, our universe, earth, my world. You never realise these things till you start to conjure emotions and affection to others around you, when you become conscious of other peoples thoughts on you and there judgmental snigger's when you walk by, trying not to notice. Long story short, I acted on my thoughts when people sneered at me walking down the corridor and was exiled to 'hang' with the outcasts, the ones who were left behind as our generic society moved forward in one huge crowd of identical clones, like a Shepard summoning it's flock of sheep.
Then a chance arose when my dad got transferred to Brighton. We moved about five years ago and i have discovered the world is terrifying when trying to make it anywhere. I'm now 17 and i have no idea where i'm headed, what I want from the world and who I am. This story is the journey of my discovery in the past five years, the discovery of my One More Chance.
