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The baby was never there.
No one was real.
Not Awry, Soul, or my life so far.
I'm not a werewolf and neither is anyone in my family.
I made it all up.
You see if I was going to tell a story, I thought it better be something interesting. You see the people in my story were merely metaphors for my life.
My name is Jarrah and in Arabian that means vessel. So you see I represent the one being this story revolves around. Soul represents my admirable traits and of course my soul. Awry represents chaos, pain, destruction, and all the people I once believed I loved. Alice represents all the people looking in on my life, but have no clue as to how I really feel or go on in my life better yet the people that think they know what's really happening, the outsiders sitting on the sidelines of my life. Love stands for every thing good in my life and love of course.
You see as Alice watched on, Awry stole Love from me after I killed my Soul.
I AM THE VESSEL AND THE ONLY CHARACTER IN MY LIFE'S STORY.
You see now it was better to tell my story as a fantasy, so you wouldn't judge me then and there, but now as I tell you the truth you are judging silently in your mind. Thinking back, i probably shouldn't have told you that fantasy, but you know what I am glad you had a fantasy to read rather than just this truth because the story was longer, but my truth barely would've held your attention for this long. Ultimately, I say never judge a book by it's cover because you just don't know what kind of story you might get yourself into.
