• Prologue
    Reality


    There is no guarantee that reality is understandable, and really, there's nothing to understand about it. There isn't a perfect concept that makes sense, and the ones who figure that we, as people, dub to be insane. They are the ones who just let the thought of reality go away, and they're the ones that end up in the psycho wards of hospitals.

    You know that your reality sucks when one thing in an all perfect life goes wrong. You know that it sucks when your boyfriend dumps you, or you're failing a class because the one teacher that doesn't like you losses all of your papers.

    Reality never ceases to suck when those fairytales that your parents used to read to you when you were little start playing back into your life, as though a god were trying to get you back for doing something bad when you were little. The stories that had sucked you in so long ago were trying to suck you in once more, throwing your worst nightmare out of it's pages and puling you into a darker version of a tale that you used to love; The tale that you had once thought of as a nice, peaceful place. That's when reality takes away it's training wheels and thrusts you into a version of it that you would never be prepared for.

    After a long while of this new version, even the instinct to survive is gone. There is nothing left of the mind that you once had. Nothing left to hold you down to a world that you had once understood, but when it came down to the nitty gritty bits, you realized was a lie.

    It's around that time that you start to wonder what reality really means, why everything around you had to fit in with it. You either try to live your life without understanding; you realize that there is nothing to explain it, letting the thought of reality float away, or you try to understand, and the world throws you off of its edges, leaving you to forever float around in space.