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The Fall and Redemption of Meself
Introduction

It happened the last year of high school, the event that this allegory is based around. At that time I did learn the meaning of sin and damnation. For then did innocence die and I was shown me imperfection, I took me fall. For this event, for years, I have suffered and died numerous times. This event I have, until now, kept to a precious few. Even though I am more ashamed of it than anything else, I could not keep silent, could not keep to meself. This allegory will speak of the feelings before, during, and after the event. If I had wanted to tell the event, and not put such a big emphasis on the feelings, I would not bother with an allegory. In fact, telling the story in actual events would be easier to write, but not to tell.

If I wanted to tell only the pain I went through, I'd have had the heroine going through a cave and getting close to death. Her body would be broken, her spirit would be leaking from her body, and she would have given up hope of ever escaping. But there would be a savior that would bring her out into the light, into a field where no harm ever had been. But, as it is, I want to express feelings of not just one period, but the whole time frame. I do not want to torture you, dear reader, I merely want to let these feelings out.

Did you really think I could reach twenty-one years of age without having a fall? Do I seem like I wouldn't do anything wrong? Does it seem as though what I am going to tell you never happened? Never could happen? Dear reader, place thoughts of innocence away from your mind. Throw it away like an old piece of clothing.

Clio and Melpomene, give me strength to go on with this task. Too long has me mind been covered with movies, pictures, and unfinished writings of this event. Me love's light does not yet have enough room to shine. Even if this work shall prove me death, at least say it shall be finished. This story, though not a tragedy, does have sadness that only a tragedy has. I do find salvation but, alas, the sadness is too encompassing that former rough drafts have been ruined because of the torrent of me tears.

With this, I am asking you for your forgiveness. And if it does not earn your forgiveness, I pray that it earns your understanding. I doubt any of you are perfect, and I will not ask as to what regions of Sin you have come across.

Description
The Fall and Redemption of Meself
Introduction

It happened the last year of high school, the event that this allegory is based around. At that time I did learn the meaning of sin and damnation. For then did innocence die and I was shown me imperfection, I took me fall. For this event, for years, I have suffered and died numerous times. This event I have, until now, kept to a precious few. Even though I am more ashamed of it than anything else, I could not keep silent, could not keep to meself. This allegory will speak of the feelings before, during, and after the event. If I had wanted to tell the event, and not put such a big emphasis on the feelings, I would not bother with an allegory. In fact, telling the story in actual events would be easier to write, but not to tell.

If I wanted to tell only the pain I went through, I'd have had the heroine going through a cave and getting close to death. Her body would be broken, her spirit would be leaking from her body, and she would have given up hope of ever escaping. But there would be a savior that would bring her out into the light, into a field where no harm ever had been. But, as it is, I want to express feelings of not just one period, but the whole time frame. I do not want to torture you, dear reader, I merely want to let these feelings out.

Did you really think I could reach twenty-one years of age without having a fall? Do I seem like I wouldn't do anything wrong? Does it seem as though what I am going to tell you never happened? Never could happen? Dear reader, place thoughts of innocence away from your mind. Throw it away like an old piece of clothing.

Clio and Melpomene, give me strength to go on with this task. Too long has me mind been covered with movies, pictures, and unfinished writings of this event. Me love's light does not yet have enough room to shine. Even if this work shall prove me death, at least say it shall be finished. This story, though not a tragedy, does have sadness that only a tragedy has. I do find salvation but, alas, the sadness is too encompassing that former rough drafts have been ruined because of the torrent of me tears.

With this, I am asking you for your forgiveness. And if it does not earn your forgiveness, I pray that it earns your understanding. I doubt any of you are perfect, and I will not ask as to what regions of Sin you have come across.