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If I had a choice, then that may never have happened... Wait, you wouldn't know would you? Never mind, I'll start from the begining...
To fill in one who would know very little, or maybe nothing at all, I'll start by saying that this is nothing more than a pathetic try at a story. If I'm not talking in charactor, I'll use this colour/font combo.
Weeks ago, when I was only just me, I walked upon things I would regret interfering with later. One of these things was a street fight, where one of my ex-friends was beating one of his ex-friends. I walked on, after tripping my ex-friend onto the guy he was beating on. I wouldn't think twice about the omen represented by that fight.
Another one of those things was... to greatly disturbing to even discribe, but all the same, it was an omen of things to come. This omen was the death of a family pet; sudden, without warning, and violently. I mearly shrugged it off as a random pet-beating by a psycho out on the street.
The last, but most important one was my breaking apart from my friends. They ment everything to me those weeks ago when things were okay, and they ment people cared about my life. That changed, I shoved them away... in the end, it would take much much more away from me than what I had imagined when I placed them aside, striving to find my own way in this dark world.
This is where this post ends. It may seem short, but you can ponder on this, leave a comment if you wish, and keep your eyes open for the next piece of it.