Perhaps I can be a becon of light here, berserker,
I hope you read this because I only do this once in a great while.
When I was born, I was afflicted with Whooping cough, This is fatal to 9/10 infants (I think, but seriously, It's VERY bad for babies, ECSPECIALLY newborns)
When I was 5 I nearly drowned, I was declared dead.
When I was 7 The same thing happened, I was declared dead and everything.
When I was 15, I was shot 3 times in the chest, I was lucky that the cop that pulled over to help me mistook me for an inuibriate, and honestly pulled over with the intent to arrest me, fortunately He found that I was stumbling from blood loss, no alchohol.
at 16 my mother abandoned me, and my brothers, We trekked in the mountains for three days to get to our grandparent's house. (When you live in the middle of nowhere, help is hard to obtain.)
At 18, I moved out, with no hope in sight, and in spite of my father's down-talking to me, I graduated high school, all by myself.
Do you know what these stories have in common?
Determination, Blind, idiotic determination, the belief that there is a goal, a prize out there for me if I keep pushing forward.
I don't know what my prize is yet, but I know it will be wonderful.
I know it will be worth it. and there's a prize out there for you, too, Ashleigh.
have faith, I know that one day you will find it, and trust me, You'll know it's worth it.
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"No, It's cool. I'm a Godling with a PS of 46 and ranks in wrestling. I can suplex a minotaur to death. It's pretty rad."
-Rexmas talking about Rexmas