Historias de Thechaostheory

I'm trapped. Held away and hidden. I don't want to hurt anybody, but in this process the monsters inside take me away. I'm lost. I'm holding a first-class ticket to a plane of hope that I know will crash. I'm depressed. All the events around me powering my inevitable destruction. That's all I can really say for now, so I'll let fate do the rest of the talking...

In the theory of everything, you are nothing, but in the theory of nothing you are everything. You are often just a rain drop of water in the ocean, or a flake of snow in a blizzard. When the ocean dries up, you are everything to bring it back, but do you need to? The decision is all up to you, meaning the life or deaths of many. All of the content in this story belongs to me.