The Harsh Light of Reality: Stories We Don't Tell
This is wrote out of nothing but feelings i might share, pages i took and act, or even feelings i felt and digest.
Not a novel but like one
Not a poem, not a song
Not in every life is wrong
Nice things happen but,
Just a fragment memory
Like a page but not a story
Not in every words is joyful
A reality but a fantasy
Remember, the harsh light of reality
Is the story we don’t tell.
Brace yourself this is a harsh journey.
But which are you dear reader?.
A joyful of plenty is an inspiration to all?
a cry of many is a business to non?
an anger of one is an anger to thousands?
A sorrow of theirs is a sorrow to the past?
Or a Regret is everlastings but so is love?
Expect the unexpected they say.
My emotion is quiet weird,
But hey, aren’t the authors here weird too? I read some before writting here. I must say they traumatize many or laugh or cry maybe regret and anger too.
But they love those characters too.
But to this book. You don’t need to love a character, love yourself, cry, get angry or get pissed, vent or feel, get joyful or feel love. It’s up to you and i hope you do so.
(Just don’t ban me bruh)
This book is like wonderland or attack on titan.
It’s long to update or maybe fast. Its weird writting patterns and wrong grammar or spelling, its start backwards or ending, It’s short or long. But i hope its fun for you dear reader, because i write this based on my weird self i might share, i might guide, maybe vent and teach too.
But i hope you won’t let go till the very end of this book.
I also hope after reading the upcoming chapters you can step back and rethink about the days, the scene or the memories of your life.
Relapse, relax, rest and rethink.
Don’t get offended or don’t get too exited.
Don’t get bored or get discouraged.
Tale is a tale and story is a story, i am only here because i could and i couldn’t.
I write because i wrote. I share because i want or not. I am weird but don’t you think you are too?
(Well this generation will be definitely be skipped by the historians whatsoever 😭)
But Thank you, dear reader in the future for waiting or for reading this.
Last message.
If i type wrong that’s mean i type faster, i have a fast imagination, i can’t describe it fully or neatly but i’ll tell you so. Well, it’s like my brain is typing my ideas or my memories fast that i need to keep on it’s pace? I don’t write on notes or in paper, i write based on how my mind write my though or the feelings i wanted to share with you guys.
Or like my mind is writting automatically if i had an ideas or inspirations or somewhat.
It’s like a magic, amazing but my mind will get headaches in no time.
Anyway i hope you guys enjoy my weird story telling, feel free to write your thoughts and feelings in the comment section i will read it if i could or if i had time to do so.
Stay safe dear readers.
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