I'm sure I'm one of the guys you've met in your life. Silent, un-noticeable... A ghost. One of those guys who learn as they live, one of those guys who grow character as they face challenges, one of those guys who expresses his feelings through anomynous forum-posts. Yet, I'm normal, I have friends and my situation currently... well, it could be better but there are people who have it worse than me, so I cant complain.
Note to you people, not all of the stuff I post here is mine. Some of the stuff you are reading was written by my dead friend. I'm sure she would of have liked the idea of people reading her writings and liking them. Some of them are beautiful thoughts over the internet, which I want to share with you. Dont hate.
Most of the things I have personally written are on the internet, on appropriate forums under a real name. However, I'm not getting in detail about that.
How I got to storytelling and poetry... I lost my best friend whom I loved, but never could tell her how I felt about her. She died after we graduated and after the funeral her mother wanted me to have a small notebook, it's pages filled about how she loved me and cursed herself how she couldn't tell me how she felt. The story I posted earlier today wasn't written by me, but I literally felt a stab in my heart as I read it. Yes, I'm aware that this is an e-sports forum. Actually, I'm pretty "known" here, I've got "nerdstars", or so to speak. I just couldn't start posting under my real account, since I know how immature these forums are. Sorry for all the "emotional" posts I post here.
The_storyteller 
