I am a story teller. I love to tell stories. I love to ramble and exaggerate; it’s how I get my point across. I am a visual person, so I like to describe the scenes exactly how they happened. Sometimes, I don’t feel like no one hears me. Sometimes, I don’t feel like I am understood.
I have so much to say. I have so many stories to tell you. Would you listen? I want you to listen to me. I want to talk for hours.
What if I don’t tell my stories? What if I don’t get the chance. When I tell you stories, it’s a part of my legacy. It’s what I am leaving behind.
I deserve to tell my story. I want to scream it from the rooftops. Will you listen? Will you be there when I share every painstaking detail? Will you read my story cover to cover and love me anyway?
Will you look past it and walk on by? I hope you stay. I hope you choose to keep reading. This journey is pretty awesome, and more is coming your way. Buckle your seatbelts, kids, because this is about to be a wild ride.