After looking for what felt like century's, I thought back to what I saw while I knocked out.
Me: The forest?
I looked towards my backyard and noticed the entrance to a forest, the same forest that has been here since I was born. What could be so special about this? After thinking about it for a little, it hit me I was always told to never enter that forest. My family always told me that the forest had really scary monsters and made people go crazy, to me it just sounded like a grim fairy tale to keep me from getting lost or hurt in the forest. With no one around, it occurred to me I finally had the chance to enter this mysterious forest. I started walking towards the entrance but felt a shiver go down my spine, I immediately started shaking. I wasn't scared, so what was wrong with me.?
I was always a daredevil as a kid, I never knew when to give up. When I was little I had a problem with my stomach, it caused me so much pain, but regardless I still made it to every class at the local martial arts dojo. I got my ass kicked every time, my body was just too weak to be worth a damn in a fight. After every class I had, I would go home feeling fatigued, even working out sometimes was too much for me to handle. My body couldn't handle what I wanted it to do, no matter how hard I tried. As nice as I was, and as nice as everyone was to me, I still resented them all in the back of my head. Why did I have to be born so weak? Why was I so weak? I mean nothing was ever wrong, my life was great, yet I felt so isolated. My family line had no problems, why did the one with problems have to be me, I was born with things set up for me, yet no madder how hard I tried, I couldn't live up to my family expectations.