I was born Corey James Edge. I was 7 inches, 11 ounces, and deaf. I've never heard my mother's voice except for in my own imagination. My father resents me, but I suspect he loves me. I have gone through, and still go through times in my life where I lose faith and every now and then I still call out to God and ask him: "Why me?!". I just remember my mother's words conveyed to me by the hand, "Follow your dreams, don't let the the condition hold you back." In my life, following these words, I have accomplished much. I have written 2 books, composed countless pieces of music, and created artwork acclaimed by many. I fear I am getting ahead of myself. Let me start, from an earlier chapter in my life.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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