I have decided to write about my life in the hope of juggling all my thoughts in a more logical way. Maybe this way, I will finally be able to pluck u... the courage to be who I really am in the world.Late April in Newcastle, in the North-East of England, usually means one thing for me. It's coming to the end of the football season and my team are fitting tooth and nail for those final precious points to end the season on a high. I'm a Newcastle United fan; always have been, always will be. My. "It's a ring box," he said, all shy again. "Here, take it and open it."She hesitated a moment before she accepted it. She already figured there was a ring in the box since it was a ring box. She closed her eyes tight as she opened the box. She decided even if it was a Woolworth's cheap brass thing that turned her finger green she would make over it and tell him how beautiful it was. She could see how important it was to him that she liked it. She opened the box, eyes still closed tight."Well,". “No! I want to go with you. I’m just tired. Stayed up too late watching you,” you cooed back.“Well, c’mon. You can sleep on the way there, ok?” I grabbed a couple of Dr Peppers for the ride there and we were out the door. We stopped at the nearby grocery store for the essentials... whip cream, chocolate syrup, cherries, and whatever else caught our eye. The lady at the checkout counter gave us a knowing smile and blushed, but didn’t ask any questions. Then once again, we were in our truck and. **** I'm still editing these chapters so there might be some inconsistencies. These will all be fixed in the coming days at which point I'll remove this notice.[Prologue]You remember falling and the hard ground rushing up to meet you, then... nothing.You groan and clutch the back of your head. Everything seems to be in one piece, but you feel pretty banged up and are more than likely concussed.'How the hell did I get here?' you think to yourself, slowly trying to coax your battered body off of.