The Beginning

Alright. This is it. This is the first one. 

I know this is ridiculous, and it probably will never amount to anything, but I feel like. I don't know. If I do become famous, maybe this can help people understand where I came from, and who I am.

I'm almost 21, and it's pretty weird. I have my own Spotify, and I'd love to keep working on my music. I wish I could work on it every day. 

It's just really difficult when I'm the only income in my household. 

Plus, I just quit my job yesterday, so now I'm looking for a new one as soon as I can. 

There's this restaurant I want to work at. It's called Screamers. It would be a part-time job, and I'd have to get another part-time, but the servers sing. It's a step in the direction I want to be in. 

I want to be famous. Not because I want the attention. Not for the money; though that would be a plus, you know. But because I'm terrified of being forgotten. 

I don't want to be a statistic. I don't want to be a grain of sand on the beach of life. 

I want my name, my image, my voice, to last thousands of years after I'm gone.