A Story Where It Never Started

Yet,

Writing my journey which I have yet to start very soon. For I am still a bird, scared to flap it's own wings and fly away from it's nature. But as what most parent birds, they would likely push their younglings at the time they never imagined to fly.

So I guess very soon is what I would have to say for this. 

But my mind crawling back to it's love suddenly wrote something in ink. So I ought to leave it here before I forgot it was ever written on paper that I might throw someday.

"And lo-behold, 

A girl who never had anything,

Decides to be everything."