1 Chapter 1

My name is Jacob Pierson and I'm an 18 years old teenager. It was late afternoon when I was just about to be alone in my room when I suddenly don't know what to do. Should I get in touch with my family or maybe I could use some time to drink something that would get my stinking life gone? Probably just hallucination coming from an overthinking. Maybe I should get out and take a walk in the park with me all alone thinking about what have I done wrong these past years. New York Times Square will do for me, I guess so.

*Walking outside the pathways*. Well, maybe I should drive myself to the countryside and don't know what comes next. I am really confused or some kind of what I really feel. Must be hurt, no? Must be some kind of excitement but I don't really feel like I am excited about something. (Sigh). Wow, I don't really feel a single thing for me, I mean what is this? What's been happening to me? It doesn't matter, whatever happens, it happens. (Sigh). Summer, spring, and probably winter. Oh, I almost forgot, autumn. Well, let me sit for a while and think for like a moment realizing how happy and contented I was these past years. How was I in those years? Hmmph… Nah... It doesn't matter anymore. Well, I long to have a rest in peace.

Maybe the army would fit for me. But where can I sign up for U.S. Military Army? I'll just ask some stranger even though I don't really trust anyone. (Walking down the pathway). Then I ask the stranger and then she said, there is a military army hiring near Broadway St. I hope I could get a sign up as much as I really wanted to be an army. Before that, I have to change my personality so no one will know me that well. The army is an army. Death is death. Luck is luck. That's should do it for me.

Well, I should head back to my house first and pack my things without any hesitation and without knowing anyone that I'm gonna be in an army.

*Walking straight my house*. Oh, okay. I see, Mom and Dad are home and cooking meals. Well, I should sneak my way to the bedroom without being spotted by them.

*Sneaking my way to the bedroom*. Now that I am here in my bedroom, let me write a letter first and pack my things. Wait… Someone is calling from outside… Oh, it's just Chester and Jennifer. But I don't want them to see me anymore. Well, they are better off without me because I'm just a lame friend to them. Blah… I'm going to hide in my closet since I didn't start packing my things yet. I heard footsteps coming to my room. It's just Mom. She'll be going to check my room if I am already home. Now she is calling my name. But she went down at the same time as she doesn't see me or at least I made her think that I'm not yet home. I went out of my closet and head to my window as I saw them leaving the house. (Phew). That was a close call. Well, anyways I better pack my things quickly before tomorrow. I'll be leaving at exact dawn at least they are still sleeping at that rate of time.