Chapter 1 The Day I started to Live

All my life, I felt as though I was simply a "thing" to fill in a spot in other people's lives. Whenever I would hear the stories they would tell, I could not help but wonder why my life seemed so bland compared to theirs. That is probably why people call me a good listener, only if they knew the only reason I could not talk over them is becase I have nothing to talk about. At first listening to others was fun, that is when I was young. Now, I feel as though i'm left behind by life, I keep growing every single day, a part of my body continually changing, yet my mind is the same as always,

boring.

I probably have even tried everything to make my life a little big eventful, but to no avail everything would end with a heavy sigh, I feel guilt for the time given to me, wasting every single second, but what can I do?

These thoughts always haunted my mind, is it because I have no control over my life or am I simply too scared to take the not so safe path.

Thinking it was like a day like other, maybe it really is true, blessings will come the least you expect it,

My classes just finished and I immediately headed home to finally get some rest after a long day, walking the same path everyday, yet the people around me change as each day passes, they may look the same but being someone who's plain I can immediately notice slight changed in the people around me, it feels weird honestly, to not have the ability to feel more alive.

This day however was what you can call a bit weird, for some reason the people in the area all started screaming, which got me out of my daze, I looked left and right to search for what is causing them to panic, were they screaming at something or someone? all I could make out was a bright light coming close from the distance, a car. I squinted my eyes closely, looks like the driver couldn't control the braked, I felt relieved for a bit seeing that I can easily dodge this, I was just about to step to the side to see the events turn out when something on the middle of the road caught my eye.

A white Cat.

This cat was quite unique, not because it had white fur and red eyes but simply because,

it simply sat there, calmly. Carefully grooming itself, not giving a care.

Out of all the moments where a realization could hit me, why now?

Maybe the reason my life is so plain and boring is because i'm making it that way? if I could have what this cat have, maybe just maybe, I could feel the thrill of living, what's the worst that can happen right?

"Kid! what are you doing?!"

well if I can call this a blessing.