(SHORT STORY)
By the way, I drew that cover and I know it sucks lmao
Okay, in all honesty, this is a weird story. It kinda just flowed and I didn't think much while writing it, so it's very odd. It's about - well, I can't think of a way to describe it. It's pretty short for a story, but because it was never intended to be anything serious, it's just one very long chapter.
(Warning: This story has to do with existence and there's a possibility of someone falling into an existential crisis while reading this)
I hope whoever reads this enjoys it, I personally like it a lot and I would very much appreciate anyone who reads it.
(By the way, you probably don't know what to expect, so I would suggest just reading the first few paragraphs and seeing if you're into it. I think it's very interesting and it's something I personally have never seen before.)