Remembering Sunday [ON HOLD]

I never really thought about the things that happened in my life. Then again, who really does? People usually remember certain things that happened to them. Good or bad, but in most cases they're spread out on different days of the week. Not with me. Everything that's ever made a big impact on my life has happened on a Sunday. Well, I shouldn't say everything. Everything from the first morning of my Junior year in High school, and something didn't happen every single Sunday if that's what you're thinking. Sometimes things would happen only weeks apart, sometimes years. Life is a strange thing when you look back at it, it get's even stranger when you find patterns. I guess I'll start my story when it all began. Monday 3am, Las Cruces, New Mexico.

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That's just an intro, I'll post the 1st chapter later on. I just want to make sure it's a good idea, and that people like it before I actually start writing it.