The Prodigy's Project

I remember the days during my childhood when i was always fond of writing experiences and sentiments  in  a journal that special  notebook which holds the  deepest secrets in my life. It was indeed my best friend, the one who understood me through the hardest times in my life. It never spoke but it was ready to listen from every heartache and every sad story that  I have. It was patient, it was understanding it was thoughtful. It was and still is my friend.

Time passed and still i linger to the aid of the journals in my life. It helped me to be strong, it helped me to what I am now.  Now, I'm finally bading goodbye to my dearest friend.Somehow, writing online now is more suitable for me. Its a step to another level of self awareness, of self expression of self acceptance.

Frm journals to writing online, this day will be a chapter of how the prodigy will share the truth behind those unheard stories, of reliving the so called glory days of his life,the new chapter of facing the hurtful realities again,of reminiscing and telling of how he fell short of everything  and the start of picking up the pieces again of his broken life.

Ripped from his old journal, this is the Prodigy's story of playing the greatest freak show ever called life.

I am Arcee, i am the failed (for now) prodigy.....


Here's my story....this is my blog......and this is my project.


Come, I will tell you all..