Have you ever experienced a moment that was so surreal that you weren't sure whether or not it truly happened? Ever go through a whole day, and wake up the next morning wondering if it had all been just a crazy dream? Now picture going through your entire life that way; not knowing whether or not what you were doing was real, or just some bizarre portion of your imagination. Stumbling around in a world you weren't even sure existed.
That's basically been my life over the past three months. If you had asked me three months ago whether I was capable of the things I was destined to do, I'd have told you that you were out of your mind. If you asked me today if I was somewhat of a monster... somewhat of a killer... I would tell you that you are absolutely correct.
It's been a long, terrifying three months- months that I simply wish I could forget. I've done things I'm not at all proud of, things that belong to a nightmare, not my life.
But it is my life. Real, or unreal, it's the world I live in. The world I am forced to live in.
I used to love Levi Andrews. There was such a raw passion between us that it was too easy to picture the rest of our lives together. Before I met Levi, I didn't know where I'd be in ten years. After falling in love with him, it had all been crystal clear.
Like most high school relationships, ours didn't last long.
However, our relationship ended for reasons that you couldn't dream of imagining.
I guess now would be a good time to explain that over the past three months, the world I once knew to be safe and sane turned into a world I would've otherwise believed to be strictly fantasy. Without my permission, I became a part of this fantasy world, where nothing made sense, except for one simple fact: I could not be in love with Levi anymore.
Instead, I had to kill him.
This is my story. My retelling of what happened to me, my friends, my family... what happened to my life. Reader, this is your warning: it's not pretty. And it's not at all what you are probably thinking at this moment, for it so, so much more.
Who am I?
What am I, for that matter?
You'll learn in due time.
But don't say I didn't warn you.
