Home (September 4th 2020)

I know you don't know who I am but I don't feel the need to introduce myself. No one has ever really cared who I am so I don't think you should either. I mean who cares about some fourteen year old who listens to podcasts about entitled parents? Nobody I know. Well except for one girl but she isn't important to this yet. In fact I bet if you care so much you'll skip pages to find any other mentions of her. I'm not stupid. If I were you I'd do it to but believe me this isn't the kind of book you want to skip through. I promise this will be the page turner. I myself am a writer. It's what I do. I make fake stories about fake people in fake worlds to make myself feel better. People tell me I'm good at it so I keep writing I suppose. Sadly writing can't fix anything. It's just a small escape from the hell I call home. Well I used to call it home. The story itself is not important. It's a classic. Something I'd write for a character backstory but sadly it's not fiction, but honestly I think the god who is Controlling this world (If there is one which I highly doubt at this point.) genuinely hates me or something.