Introduction to - Nothing

I Want to Tell you My Biggest Secret

I’m scared, frightened even and you should be too. Before reading these words, I hope you understand it’s not easy to share any story I have accumulated for fifteen years. I’m scared that I might be betraying a friend or to be more honest betraying myself. I’m scared of the feeling at the end, what it would feel like when it is all over? What would happen once I finish writing the parts I felt like sharing? What if people see me differently than before? What if there are more like me out there but they keep their secrets no matter what? What if they get me more now? Was I lying all the time into their faces? Sounds too polished but actually I want to know, I want to let it out to see what happens, what changes. Just deep down my guts are not feeling so good.

OK, here we go.

Since I was a little kid anytime I wasn't able to fall asleep in an instance I would have started seeing scenes from my favorite movies or tv shows. When I started to read at a young age like four, things got a little more interesting. I started to put myself in the shoes of so

me characters. Of course, since books let your imagination be more independent than other visual input, it wasn’t that hard to get lost within. I have jumped from one character to another until finally, in second grade me, a seven years old kid, has created a friend six years older. And it didn't stop there! Then came her family, sibling-s, friends until finally her whole life apart from our world. It took me a whole lot of work and time to stabilize a univers with well-defined roles in my head.

And it hit me one day, it hits me still...

I’ve created an imaginary friend, knowing that she could never be real.

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