(Anime AllDay Everyday) "WonderofAnime"

Wonder Of Anime

Most stories begin with "Once upon a time", right? Or it starts with some very boring one liner. Either way, I'm not going to start telling you all this story with some cheesy quote. Haha, I've actually told enough of those in my time.

This story, isn't about Ghouls or Vampires. Nor is it about a hero, or a villain. This is an adventure, of life and death. A mystery, that was left for me and my friends to solve. Often times we dream about being in the same world as one of our favorite fictional characters...but aye, ya know the saying right? "Be carful what you wish for." In the case of this story...be carful of what you long for. Cause just two years ago, I made the greatest mistake, that not only changed my world, but everyone I knew as well.

My name's William Beasley. I'm 15 years old, and live in Los Angles CA. That's all you really need to know about me, cause well...my life's pretty boring. All I do is sleep, eat and watch Anime for the most part. But hey, I do have a dream. One day I plan to become a Show Biz critic!

I know that's not the best career to long for, and my parents aren't so pleased with it either. However, reviewing and talking about Anime is something I outright love. I've watched so many shows, and each one has taught me so much. I'm a huge fan of tragedies though. Probably because of the detail and thought put into them. It's what also inspires me to write. That's right...Anime really has helped me a lot. It was my escape. My only way out of this hell.

Growing up, I was raised in church as a Christian. My father was a pastor, and my parents had 4 kids together. Me being one of course. My parents...loved me dearly. Especially my mother, who thought it'd be best to raise us in a homeschooled system. Little did she know though, that there were many lessons that were taken away from us, because of the decisions our parents made in an attempt of keeping us safe.

When I turned nine, my family and I moved out of our old apartment, and into a new one called Abor Glen. I was sorta thrilled to be in this new complex, since there were many kids my age there. I thought it was my chance to finally have friends, other than the children I'd see on Sunday's. The first few days I was out there, were pretty fun. I met many people, and I thought that I finally had a chance at experiencing some of the awesome things that come with being alive. Until a week later, I wanted to die.

One day I came outside to play, and in the light of day, when all the adults were gone, the kids treated me differently. I was of a different race than most of them, and so I was sort of the odd man out. They called me terrible things, and the friends I thought I had made, only used me for money and things they wanted, then after that, I was nothing. I was the laughing stock of it all, and I grew to hate them. But it was all I had. If I went and told my parents, they'd never allow me to go out there again. So I kept my mouth shut, and endured the pain. I tried all I could to fit in, but nothing ever worked. I got beat up a lot, because I never really liked having to fight. Many times I was blamed for things I didn't do either. But I held fast to the teachings of the church across the street from us, and the one my father was pastor at. However eventually, like everything in this world. I changed, not because I wanted to, but because I had no choice.

My sister was actually the one that got me into watching Anime a lot. She introduced me to a show called "Soul Eater", and I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I was so into the show, that I started to fantasize being the characters. Or should I say, I started to make myself like the characters. Later that night, the kids came and knocked on my door to ask if I'd come outside. When I opened it, I had placed a haze in my eyes, and answered "I'm not William, I'm Soul." They were confused by this response, and I shut the door right after. I thought I was going crazy, actually I was. This was the only cope mechanism I could use without getting hurt, or hurting someone else and feeling guilt for it. In the midst of all the backstabbers and offenders, I did have a few good friends. But ever since that day, my emotions and feelings were stimulated different from others. When people use the phrase "Acting on your emotions". No phrase applied better for me.

I spent three years in that apartment, and when we had to move, I fell into a world of despair. Not because of the moving, but because I felt like I was losing everything that I worked so hard to achieve. The church across from us, was my light, and the people there gave me hope. To think that I may never see them again, it killed me inside. But my family couldn't afford to live in the apartment anymore. So I had to say goodbye.

I had to leave everything behind. We moved in with our Grandmother, and well...lets just say family drama happened a lot there. Though the drama wasn't the worst part. The feeling of having of being inside a house nearly all day, and everyday, just destroyed me. I blamed myself. For not doing all I could to keep us there. For letting go to easily.

Sometimes I'd visit, but the feeling never left still. It just became more and more apparent. But enough about my life, let's talk about the incident that changed it. Thanks to a friend of mine, I was introduced to Instagram, and began an NBA insider account. I wasn't really up to it, so then I came up with an idea of starting an Anime page! At first my name started off as "anime_allday_insider", but later on I changed it to "anime_allday_everyday".

That's right, January 21st is when I made my account. But the adventure began 7 months later. I was having a real bad day, so I decided to log off for a little. I was also feeling pretty sick too. Even with being sick though, I couldn't refrain from posting at least something. I grabbed my phone, and pressed my finger on the keys, as if I was playing a a verse. I spelled out the name anime_allday_everyday, and the moment I was logged in, I dropped the phone and fell asleep.

In the depths of my subconscious, I started wondering. Wondering many things. "I wonder if anyone would care about me being gone. I wonder if I actually mean anything, to anyone. I wonder why I'm alive in the first place." Out of nowhere, I heard voices, from close, and afar shouting, "HE'S HERE!" I tried moving, but I was chained up. Suddenly a hand graced my face gently, and the person put there nose against mine, and whispered, "Welcome to WonderofAnime. Thanks for joining us on this journey, lets grow together."