User blog:Liwinchester19/I am Charli

I don't really know how to start. Really... My life, the road I am tracking.. all the mosters that I used to hunt is usually bigger than me. It seem like I was strucked by a lighting. Where in I almost wanted to give up. To quite and just burry my own self 6 feet below the ground. I never have time to rest. I never have time to complain. You know where I am good at? To chase my life. To keep on moving on. To keep on fighting.​​