The Catch

Haha, I'm dead

It's short, but there's more to come. Other chapters will be longer. Thanks for reading and don't forget to comment ;D


Hi. I died. No, I didn't kill myself. Well, not on purpose at least. Why are you reading this? You don't really care, do you? I mean, you didn't know me, how can anyone really know a person anyway? I guess that's not the point.

I'm going to be blunt here and tell it like it is. I didn't mean to die, but that doesn't mean that I regret it at all. It may have killed me, and it may have taken me away from my reality, but in all honesty, it was the only real thing I had. Ironic, right? I mean, that something that took me away from reality and helped me escape it all was the only real thing I had... And what I mean is that, while I was alive, it helped me cope. Forget. Focus on something else. Deal with it all. Or not deal with it, really. I don't regret it. It's not like I left anything all that special behind.