i dont know yet

chapter 1

It all started in a band room, I was sitting with my friends talking and then we find out that our friend (let's call her clarinety) has a wattpad. At first we're all like "cool, what do you write about?" But then she said those words... those terrible words "oh, i write fanfictions and smuts". I was so disappointed, but i can't judge, its her life. So then i started thinking, "maybe i should write a story, but what the heck do i write about". So i got home and started thinking, and thinking, and thought some more but nothing came to mind. So i went to one of the wisest, most trustworthy place i could think of..."THE INTERNET, IF ITS ONLINE IT MUST BE TRUE " So i hopped on Google and typed "what should i write my story about" but even the all powerful google didn't know. As i was sitting down, one of my older sisters walks in (lets call her violina) with a bright smile and ask what im doing "oh, hey violina, im tryingto write a wattpad story but i don't know what to write about" heer5 smile fads instantly and with a cold dark tone she says "no" im confused on the sudden change of emotion and im about to speak again when she cuts me off "to many people in our family have fallen down that dark path, the one which only few have returned" "dark path? I just want to write a story" i say she looks me in the eye then sighs "alright" she says "i will show you" "show me wha-" before i could finish we here an explosion down stairs. We run down the stairs but then she tells me to stop and be quite. We look over the stair well and i see something shocking. "Violina, why are their a bunch of white girls down stairs with starbucks guns?" "Those my brother are the basic normies, they have come to make sure you never find out what to write your story about"