Daybreak: Preface

February 12, 2010
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It was a light. Just a light, nothing more. But that light was enough to end life as I knew it.

It's a funny thing, life. They have that cliche saying, "You don't know what you have until its gone." It's funny, because as overused that phrase may be, its totally true.


I grew up as the only child in a pretty strict family. Okay, that's an understatment. I grew up as an only child in a family that...how should I put it...well, prison would probably
provide more freedom than my household. Overexagerrated as it seems, it's true. After all, if it were not, I wouldn't feel compulsed to say "overexagerrated". Or "compulsed",
for that matter. Anyway, I grew up in a family that was all about education, and college, and "the future". Like I would even know what the future held, like I would even care
at the age of 5 or 6. Now, maybe, at 14. But it was always like that, for me. When other kids went out to play hopscotch or whatever, I had to sit home and study 5th
grade level math when I was in like, 2nd grade. Six years or so later, in 8th grade, its still fairly the same. I was never allowed to hang out, or go to the mall on weekends, or
even go to a birthday party. It was "play the violin", or "practice your piano", or "study one of the 3 foreign languages you are learning". I was nearing the age where social
interaction was vital to my well-being, and my parents just totally ignored that. I was angry, and I was miserable, but there was nothing I could do about it. All I could do was sit around at home while the few friends I had went off to the mall together, or the ice-skating rink, or some other normal teenager thing.

I remember a while back when I wished I could have more fun like other normal teenagers. That my parents would lay off me a bit, and that my life would be a bit more exciting. I had wanted to live on the wild side a bit, just to see how it felt. Just to know what it felt to be in control of my own life, and to be able to make my own decisions, and to lose all my inhibitions. Clearly, who or what ever governs this universe has a twisted sense of humor.





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