welcome to my life
EPISOED 1
Hi if you are watching. You may already know or could have guessed what this is about. Well, you are right. This is my real life story.
Well, let's start with my introduction. My name is Xu Jin. I am from the same city as you. I have dark brown eyes and black hair that looks brown in the light. I have a very normal family; two siblings and, of course, I am the middle child. My parents are very sweet and sportive. They always make sure me and my sibling can do everything that we want without any worry. Of course, we know that . Even though we don't have money, they will still get whatever we ask for. But do you know why I still have lots of regrets after such a good family because of the opportunity I lost. There are moments that I always regret and want to change if I could. So let's start with my journey .....
I started to write novels and comics at the age of 18, after the final board exam. It was tough at first, but I have my family support to tell you the truth. It was not my first time, but instead, my second time giving an exam. Well, because it was March, there were still two months left for the result to come out. So, instead of wasting time, I thought of earning some money from writing. But who knew I would die from over-thinking-ridiculous? Right I think so myself. I just like to do research about stuff for no good reason and I also can't help it, so I just let this habet be like one who knew one would die because of that.
But what is more ridiculous is the fact that I became a 4 and a half year old child. At first, I was shocked and felt guilty about processing a child's body until I saw my mom calling out to me. I noticed that all the people around me had become young. I immediately stopped feeling guilty. I mean who would feel guilty about processing their own body.
After I got yes to my situation at home. I heard my name-calling from outside, so, of course, I went out of my room. There my childhood friends were waiting for me. I lost contact with them after my family moved out of our pervious place and lived somewhere else. It was embarrassing to talk to them because of my mentality, but thanks to my outgoing personality, I was alright and did not notice. After coming home, I took a copy and tried to write about my plan, but of course I was not able to because of my tiny hand. Well, whatever...
After many tries, I was finally able to write and even thought a little bit, but does it still matter as long as I can understand? Not like I could show this to my parents. They will think about how he knows this stuff, mum … meh if you don't know not my problem.