Prologue

Dates…they can say to so much and so little at the same time. Some have meaning while others hold no significance at all. 

I sat staring at the clock opposite me ticking away the hours. March 31st 2015; ever since birth I had tried my hardest to do anything but count down the days to this date. 18 years didn’t seem to be enough to span a lifetime. 

Some were given decades and decades to experience life, while others, like myself, hardly even saw themselves into adulthood. I looked down at my left wrist. Marked with the date of my impending doom. I mean it’s hard to not be a pessimist when you know the day you’re going to die. 

Rather than sit around waiting for my fate, I stood up and walked out of my house. Why wait for the moment of ending when I can make it happen and put me out of my misery. Leaving everything I had behind, I walked out into the middle of the road, excepting my fate.

Author's Note

I would love to know opinions on this as a prologue and also I apologise for any spelling or grammatical errors.

Reviews

[Dark Empress]

Very interesting, will be reading more