PROLOGUE

Remember when you were a kid, right? Remember those trips the School would organize to ‘Broaden’ your understanding. Well, honestly I never went to them. All the time, my parents would be able to talk me out of it. Saying things like ‘There are gonna be all kinds of dangerous Insects’ or ‘I heard that people in that area were contracting a disease of some sort’.

Whatever it was, I wasn’t really a social kid. I never joined any club, and even though I did have ‘friends’ I never felt an attachment to them. It may put me in a bad light, but they never just understood me, and it was more of a work relationship.

I also moved a lot, many times to Europe and back to my home in Asia, more specifically Pakistan.

Maybe that was a bit early for it, but I didn’t mind their company, but I still had to fake my smile and laugh. I also noticed that all the friends I made, were greatly influenced by me, to my utter shock.

For instance, I had moved to England, and the one friend I made was quite an energetic Kid. Later on in our ‘friendship’ I introduced him to a Gaming Console, and video games in general. He became hooked. He became the kind of person who didn’t think twice of buying a new console, despite it being the exact same as his previous.

Stolen story; please report.

Later when our Family moved back to Asia, I still followed him on social media. In a few months time, I began to notice that he was becoming obsessed. He bought things I couldn’t dream of. I was sad, since I never wanted to encourage his behaviour.

I know, that I can’t say anything against the way someone chooses to live his life, but when you realize that you had a negative effect on someone close to you, it places great guilt on you.

Still, even now I accidentally persuade someone to do something, without intending to. Perhaps, when I realized that, I became increasingly quiet and kept to myself. I now, don’t have a single person to call a friend, I’ve become the person everyone forgets.

It’s sad, since my brain fully understands myself, and realizes that I should be a tad bit more ambitious. I think of myself as someone cruel, for I purposely don’t let people close to me. I know that I should live without regrets, I’m young, and shouldn’t think so much about everything.

Sometimes though, thinking that makes me light headed, and gives me courage to do dangerous things. That might not be a good thing, but it’s nice to be able to do what you want with no worries.

I am fully conscious in that time, but perhaps not in control.

Being reserved, is what keeps me in control. I’ve begun thinking of myself as something dangerous, but still every now and then, I loose control. Completely on choice.

Mine is a tough situation to understand, and I probably don’t want anyone to understand it, but that’s not something I can or want to control.

Sorry! I worried you too much about this, but introductions are in order. My name’s Blake Graser, the only thing that is cool about me. My current status, 15 years old, insufferable coward currently on my own, on a plane, to a city in Japan, Henshitoshi. Pleasure to meet you.

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