IT BEGINS
Every human being on the face of the earth has a story to tell, and so does every monster. This is my story. My gift to you. My special warning. I tell you this story because I can, and because I am compelled to. I vomit forth these words as an explanation of my damned existence. I must write to cleanse my soul. It is a warning to you all because this fate of mine could easily become your own, if any of you foolishly choose to ignore my words.
Dear, dear, reader, please take heed and beware of the choices life offers you. Choices have consequences. And certain choices have consequences that chew at your soul from the inside-out, abrading it into dry nothingness. A nothingness that can be blown away with the slightest puff of air, replacing your humanity with an empty hole that never fills.
For the Lord's sake, and by all that is holy, please, please hold and think before you choose your course! Then be sure to choose wisely or your fate could be mine. And these words could be your words. And the hellish pain of my existence, your existence.
And my story, your story,/p>.
And my warning..... a gift that comes....too late.