I tried writting a short story late last year, and what began as a short story then turned into what is currently an unfinished novel. I recently finished writing chapter 26 of that book and i am stil no where near finished. Anyway here is the fist couple of paragraphs of my book. It is supposed to be the start of chapter 1, but it read more like a sort of short prolouge so that is what i will call it now. So here is my prolouge:

"I waited years for that day, my 16th birthday. Ironically enough it was meant to be a simple affair, it wasn’t as if I was anything special after all. I was your average teenager, average in every respect, well a little more than average grades, but nothing to spectacular. You could say I was my biggest critic and yet I was proud of myself for what I had achieved, as small as my accomplishments were. I am different now, more different then one would expect. I see what others do not, I know what most would never dream of knowing, I have power within me that I could never change, people always surround me and yet somehow I feel so alone. My name is Laylia, only a few months ago I was your average teenage girl, now I am what the unknown myths call us ‘Dark Fighter’ although we prefer to call ourselves simply as fighters.

Our names are suiting, as I suppose we are fighters; we do fight the darkness, as some would refer to it. But it is more than darkness, it is evil, it is the dark magic, it is the screeches in the night, and it is the shadows in the darkest allies. It never fights fair, it is always escapes, and has no heart. It has no true name, it is in effect a nothingness that is everything. The fighters call it the cult of circles, it is never-ending, impossible to penetrate as there is no entrance that we know of now, impossible to leave for those who found the entrance when it existed.

Sometimes I wish I could change how my life turned out, but there are still some things I would never change for better or worse. Better or worse, it is a difficult concept to grasp, what really is better, what really is worse, is what one conceives to be better what another believes to be worse. I do have a story to tell, not always a happy story, sometimes I cry looking back at parts, and then I surprise myself for knowing I am still alive. This is my story, the story of how I became a fighter. The story of how I met Calanon, and how my life changed in an instant. The story of the circle and the gem."

I don't really think it is that good and I know it is pretty short but the book itself it is only a few paragraphs (oh and it isn't really editied). My book is currently 144 A4 pages. Anyway comments and critisim are welcome.