Story of Styles (Discontinued)

Chapter 0 - Knowing

"This feeling of loneliness still fills within me" I whisper to myself, "But it wasn't always lonely for me, i used to be happy and had hopes within my sight" I continued on. I slide my back downwards on the concrete wall and sat quietly on the floor. A fine well groomed black cat appeared and slowly walked towards me, it meowed like it always did whenever it ever came close to me. I softly stroke its back while it purs. I gave  the black cat a gentle smile - my name is Styles Stanton and I am eighteen years old. I used to have a family, a reason to smile and i found plenty of reasons to look forward to things around me. My ears twitch and so does the black cat's only by the sound of footsteps walking up to the front door. I creep up to the window, "Oh...it's her again" I said as if it appears that this girl has came once before. As she kept walking closer  to the front door I slowly and quietly muttered, "The start of my downfall happened two years ago, when i still had a family around me to look over me and plenty of over things for myself to indulge". I close my eyes as I sense the girl's hand about to knock on the door, then I think to myself while a small tear goes down my cheek, 'It all happened two years ago...'