One bright Saturday morning, as I lay on my bed re-thinking the choices and decisions I have made over my life, and the memories I have yet to experience, I suddenly realise that I have not that much to think about.

I realise that I am only seventeen and have at this time not accomplished a lot in the prime of my youth, but surely I should have something to think about.

“What have I done with my life?â€? I ask myself in a confused, half daze. I have now firm on the idea that I shall live my life to the fullest and have no regrets. I now have to make up for a lost childhood and at the same time prepare me for my future.

At that point, I jump up out of bed and out of my daze, get into the shower and wash all the negative thoughts and energies away. After my shower I get into fresh, clean clothes (which are a big change for me), grab my tattered wallet, rusty keys and my prehistoric phone, and head out the door to start my life, staring me as the lead character in the sequel.