A story has a clear beginning. A place where the narration commences and the plot begins to unravel. It makes sense, to have a clear starting point, but that's not always the case. Everything doesn't always just line up perfectly and begin with "Once upon a time." In the storybooks, you know right off the bat who the "bad guy" is and right away you begin to root for the hero. But in the real world, you don't know who the bad guys are until you read ahead until you've trusted them and they've betrayed you. Life is not a storybook, life has no set good guys or bad guys, and the story has no clear beginning.


I don't know where to begin, a feeling most "writers" will have. They may simply write this feeling off, throwing it in a corner and referring to it as "Writer's Block", but all of us know they've just lost their passion for their writing.


"Quick! Change topics! We're losing them!"


See, I know when you're getting bored. I love books, I love turning the pages, the suspense as the chapter ends, and the crisp clear dialect that is usually ruined when the movie is produced. But my favorite thing is the first sentence. The sentence that plunges you into the realm of the story. One of my favorites is How does one begin to describe the love of their life. That's the first sentence in my favorite book Love in Two Words, a complex tale of a girl who simplifies her life down to the point of no return.

As I said, I love books. My room is practically filled wall to wall with them. The ones I've picked from thrift shops, the ones I've read about online, and the ones my friends thought I would enjoy but were sadly mistaken. Ha, there's even a few of my own creation. I love my trips to the bookstore, reading back covers and first pages, walking up to the register, my arms filled with discoveries, and the reviews and snippets the cashier explains, though I never listen to them. The things that she says are pointless in my opinion. There's a reason I'm buying the book; to read it, not to have it spoiled by someone who can't keep their mouth shut about the ending. #spoileralert

Anyway, how do I begin with things about me? My name? My hometown? Age? No, none of these things are important. If anything, they may give you an opinion of me. One that probably isn't true. If I were to tell you that my name is Cher, you'll think: Clueless. If I tell you my name is Sebastian, you'll think aquatic singing crab. If I say it's Troy, Gabriella, Sharpay, Alex, Justin, Max, Cristopher, or Hanna, you'll immediately think of the tales those names are associated with, or perhaps someone you know of the same name. If I say I'm a girl, I'm naive, and if I say I'm a guy, I'm arrogant. From the south and I'm a redneck or a southern belle. From the north and I'm a Yankee. If I'm young, I'm conceited and vain or if I'm trying to act older than I am, you will disregard my story as an overexaggerated dream of a child. If I say I'm old that makes this a memoir, a story of my life, something that I find important and valuable whilst you could care less. Do I sound judgemental? Well, if yes, then you have just formed an opinion about someone you've never actually met. Someone whose words you've only read a page of. If no, then you are clueless and haven't taken any notice of the words you're reading. Well, I just did Yes.

I feel like some regions have biased views of other regions. Was that random? No, it fits perfectly. For example: When we see our 'enemies' on television - and I say 'enemies' because no one can ever give a reason for the term - what do they show us? The crazy ones, the ones yelling in a foreign language, their words translating to something like "I will kill everyone!!!" They never show us the 'normal' people, the ones who sit in coffee shops complaining about their ex's. Now, that translates (Ha, pun) into this because if I share my personal life with you, my opinions, my issues, and my views, you may see me as one of those crazy foreigners and judge me. And I will not let that happen.

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