I think this is called a foreward?
You may be asking yourself as you look at this book and think: why in god’s name am I looking at a book about a nobody who hasn’t even reached their 20’s yet? To be frank, I don’t know why you are either but here we are! If you are lucky enough to be reading this right now I’ll tell you why I decided to write this because it wasn’t a whole thought process that took me months to decide to write. The decision to write this actually happened in one day.
I was talking to one of my teachers at my high school and she asked how my trip to Portugal that summer went. After spending 30 minutes just explaining the hellish plane ride there, which we will get to later on, between her laughs she said I could write a book. For some ridiculous reason that stuck with me. I knew she was just saying that to say it but write a book? I don’t know about you but that sounds pretty dope to me! Now here we are two weeks later at 11:06 pm writing this monstrosity. I don’t plan on ever attempting to get this published because it would definitely fail and I would lose money so I decided to post each chapter up as posts on this site. If it ever got attention and I was approached then possibly it could happen. In reality I don’t know why I’m calling this a book because it obviously is not and is probably very disorienting to read considering I am having no one formally edit this except for my dog that sits next to me and gives me moral support and will put his paw on the keyboard every once and awhile. Before we get into the first chapter though and get the ball rolling, I want to explain how this “book” is going to work.
Each chapter is going to be a different story from a different time period of my life, it may be chronological or it may not, I haven’t really decided on that yet so we will see as this goes. Most of the stories will be funny and uplifting but sometimes I’ll add that sad one in there to show you why I am the way I am. Last but not least I will now give you a brief summary of me. I will only be using my first name and will not be giving out town names or the real names of my friends and family because if someone ends up seeing this that I know my life will be over as I know it.
My name is Gabby. I am an 18 year old who surprisingly was able to finish high school. I am waiting to go to college and still haven’t even decided on my college yet. I would consider myself to have gone through a lot considering I am only 18 and still, hopefully, have a lot more life to live. I have moved a few times and now reside in the hell hole I like to call Connecticut, I plan on escaping as soon as I’m not broke. I played quite a few sports through my life as well, soccer, basketball, and golf but have since retired because you know I was just too good to show the world my skills (they wouldn’t be able to handle it obviously).
In all seriousness if you are still reading and I actually grabbed your attention in the slightest and you may actually be interested in reading my stories thank you. I may make a lot of jokes but it does mean a lot to me that someone out there may actually enjoy reading my shitty stories about my mediocre life.
Thank you and hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!
