Stories

Today hasn't really been stressful since all i really did is only think and do my homework which is fairly easy to understand...I hate it when my professor is right XD Other than that, my family finally notices a ring that I bought on Tuesday as wore out in the open. I still work on my stories "Country of the Forgotten" and "My High School Vampire" though the second one is going to die on its own which means it's going into the flames when I'm done XD

Stories are something that is passed down from one generation to another with its many tweaks to what we see fit and important to the story. Of course there are some events where the stories are entirely different from when it first started. People know that it is up to us to write that story but there are people who believe that the story has already been written and we are merely just acting it out. I am in between those two ideas because not everything that is already written is always there. What we do effects the future such that the next move is already anticipated but one small change and we are writing our story until the new path has a new story that is either already written or in the process of being written.

I guess stories move along with ideas and feels that we have inside of us like thoughts. Each story always has its changes because we can never decide on something officially or want to keep the readers attention. Thus, there are constant changes to previous ideas usually based on how something is portrayed. I know this feeling because I have done it several times before while making poems and stories of my own though I don't really know if any of my previous works have already been done by someone else or not. Unknown plagiarism is hard to come by but still possible like this one story I read long ago but don't really remember the details. All I remember from the story is about the hobo and how you can't limit yourself to just what is directed or told to you.

Everyone plays apart in your story to you always need to make the best of it. That's what I learned anyways through the years before I hit the stage of depression. It's a fascinating wonder if you ask me. I know I've changed over the long run but I guess that's just how my story progressed and developed.

What is going to happen next in my story I wonder?