Hello World!

I finished a chapter!! I wanted to put my preface up so I can maybe stir up some interest...

Anyway here you are :)

I never knew that dying would be so simple. It is all the things that happen afterward, that make the whole affair so complicated. I always feared death would be agonizing, but it happened so quickly it was painless.

Living was much more painful.

Like any selfish and cruel person, instead of dealing with my pain, I would siphon it to someone else. Therefore, bullying quickly became the pride and highlight of my life. If I ever succeeded at anything, it was making people feel terrible about who they were.

I cared little about those who I used to bury my own self-loathing and insecurities. They were mere stepping-stones to the pinnacle of happiness. This chaotic cycle continued until senior year, when a simple string of unrelated circumstances changed my life, and afterlife, forever. I suppose that is the best place to begin my story.