This note or this whole stream in itself will cover the beginning of my life. Probably expressing a lot of good memories and also bad. If you enjoy reading about others and how they have grown from their pain, depression, ect. Then this is for you. This note specifically shares a lot of childhood memories. I know this may not convince you but maybe this note will make your day and remind you of childhood. I'd really appreciate if you read my story. The only reason I have a subscription is to benefit me, I'm an up coming author and I need money for my new equipment so any kind of subscription will help me majorly and I hope to one day give back to the community especially the people who have helped me. I also just wanted to say I love all of you and I'm so very proud of who you are!

“Zahir!” he shouted before shaking his head in disbelief. I just kept going… I couldn't stop.. My heart was pounding out of my chest, and my breath would hitch the more I thought. I finally walked into the nurse's office, breathing heavily as the nurse shot me a concerned look. “Are you okay? What's wrong?” she asked as she stood up from her desk and rushed over to my aid. I sat down in a chair and slowly leaned down, putting my elbows on my knees, covering my face with my hands as I tried to take deep breaths and clear my mind. Sliding my hands through my hair and closing my eyes.

”He was a great man, but I had to shoot him with his very own gun; he was possessed by something, making him faster, stronger, and bloodthirsty, but... when I found him, it was already too late. He tasted human flesh. He lashed out at everything in his path, man, animal, and even me. It was unbearable to watch. I knew that he was too powerful, no matter how many times I shot him, so I ran. I had to escape; everyone else around me was being eaten or killed one by one. I didn't want to die, nor did I want to flee my home, but I had no choice.