OriginsIt didn’t have to end like this. But it did. It only happened for a silly reason. Well, I was being careless. The hole in my head scared me as much as it did when I got it.
If you, the reader, don’t know what I’m talking about, it should be pretty self-explanatory. I’ve been shot.
Yes, I’ve met with a terrible fate, but others do once in a while, don’t they? And yet this is even worse than being hit by a bike. Also, yes, that’s happened to me once before.
But I bet you’re all wondering how it happened. How the end of my life has come to me. And may I point out that in no way I am a secret agent, or top spy or anything like that. No. Well, if you’re really keen on knowing how a secret really works, and the dangers that lie beyond mine, keep holding this book up right and for maybe 16 hours. But if not, I suggest putting this book right down and reading a picture book about fairies and fantasy, for all I care.