The end of the beginning of the end of the beginning

I was a man who had written many stories, but had not a single finished story. A fault that brought me down more than I’d like to admit.

Then I learned about the powerful combination of two simple words. Typing “the end” will finish any story at any point. Simple, brilliant, clear, concise: all the things an ending should be. With this discovery, I finished entire my backlog of stories in one day!

After a relieving feeling of satisfaction washed through me, came icy dread. "Now what am I supposed to do?" I asked myself. The days on my calendar were as naked as Adam & Eve. I got hives thinking of all the empty hours ahead. With so much glorious freedom, I had nothing to do.

Suddenly, I felt more trapped than I've ever felt. It was just me in comparison to the all-encompassing world I stood in. I felt small, weak, and most importantly, alone. However, I remember what she told me, and from that, I ran. Where? To this day, I still couldn't tell you.

That was seventeen years ago. Since then I've trained and become an internationally renowned urban leopard wrestler, wrestling urban leopards wherever they show up. I have made many friends by saving their and their children's lives, and thanks to grafted stilts I am now 9' tall.