Chapter 1

I started to write a story...and I want to know what you think since its sorta long I will post a bit each day. :) Feel free to comment.

Title: Final Day


The day, it all fell to pieces.



I wasn’t quite sure what day it was anymore; all I knew was that my life was running out. It’s really true when they say your life flashes before your eyes. To me it seemed more like a story that god wanted me to learn from. As I sat there I reminisced on the memories that played out before me.

The first thing that seemed to pop into my head was all the way back to my early days. I was four years old and was just invited to my first birthday party. Granted at the time I had no idea what one was but I went along with it. I had gone with my mother to get my cousin Jason a birthday present. At the time Jason was about a year older than me so my mom had asked me what I had liked. She had told me to go pick something out and bring it to her.

At that age I was in love with fire trucks so; I picked out the coolest fire truck that I had wanted for about a month. My mom had seemed pleased with the selection because she had just smiled at me and rubbed my head. When we had gotten home that day she had helped me wrap the present up for my cousin. I was confused I didn’t understand why she had bought me this gift and wrapped it up. A week had passed and I had completely forgotten about the gift. She packed the present up in the car and placed me in my car seat and told me we were going to visit my cousin.