Fman's Regrets

Hi. I'm Fman122. You know, life can be harsh sometimes, right? And sometimes you do things. Things that you didn't really mean to do. Things that... that were wrong and you knew it, but you still did it out of anger.

I... I...

I see all these horrible things people write about me. People say I'm a monster.

But I'm not.

It was just a joke y'know? A little something just to... relieve stress. Then as the times grew harder, I found myself doing it more... and more... and more. Soon I was addicted.

I remember that day so many years ago, when my Grandmother showed me this game that she had... founded. This beautiful creation was her idea. Sure, she didn't make it, but she was the one who got the idea. And then Nat. Geo and Smart Bomb picked it up and thanked her. I remember that day when Grandma told me about this... before she ''died. For a long time I believed what my mom told me: She was sucked into the code itself. She's still there. ''And I believed that. I was only 7. Now I know the truth.

After that, things began falling apart. Hopes and Dreams... ripped apart and scattered on the floor by a lovely girl. My BF moved away.

I found a new passion for another fine young girl, a sweeter ''scum. ''She pretended to me. She's a fake ACTOR. She gave my heart to another man.

I was heartbroken.

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