A Curse Of Life

What if the world was different? What if there was no death to life, no thorn to a rose? What if there was something out there? I could answer these questions, but I refuse. Instead, I will tell a story. A story about pain, a story with no rose. A story with just the thorn. A story that should remind you that for every light, there is a shadow. Once upon a time, in the middle of good and bad, there was me. I don't know why I was made, or where I came from. But I am here for now. (More parts are coming, calm yerself lad)