foreword, (n) an introductory statement in a book, short story.

This is more like an introduction than anything, if you were looking for an official foreword, I won't be giving one, because this is an one-shot. The idea was first thought out in May or so during the time when I was truly discouraged with my life, battling the constant fear of losing that hidden something, the days when I was extremely discouraged to continue to write anything due to the fact that I knew I would never be good enough. Good enough to say, "Yes, I'm a writer, and proud of it." The words that were suicide to a writer, started to replay over and over again. Whenever I read something from someone else, it played once again. "You'll never be good enough. Why don't you stop?" I never did, the words that were illustrated in my mind, seemed to find their place on a piece of paper and a pencil. Perhaps, I should have stopped. Perhaps, I should have let the good writers play and cheer on the sidelines.

It's similar to a person who loses a loved one. Put downs were said, the self esteem disappeared and the mental wanting in life is gone. Till this day, I don't think of myself as a good writer, nor do I think that I will be able to string words together like some authors, or have skills of a grammar nazi, or will I ever to write a simple story and turn it into something touching, but today, I will work my hardest to do all of this.

Why?

Because this is dedicated to the person I look up to in writing, aoza sunbae. Though she probably gets that a lot and I'm just that kid who isn't all that great.

Happy early 1st anniversary.