Hello everybody, Good to see flowlab still up and running. I guess I came at the right time. There is something I have to tell you. Now the things you are about to hear is no excuse or lies. If you think it is, it’s ok. But it’s not. I will tell you now.
My parents were always close to each other. We were a good family, but…one day my parents had a fight. I don’t know what they were fighting about, but there was screams and swearing. I don’t know how long they were fighting. But soon after things started to chill down. After that, they started
argumenting all the time now to the point where I would have to stay at my uncle’s and auntie’s house. Soon after my dad filed for divorce and we all went to court. At the end, I had to say with my mom, while my dad broke up and went to live in a apartment. This really affected me and my mom.
For her, she had no one to watch me, except my uncle and auntie, so everytime she would go to work she would drop me off at their house. One day, we got the news about my dad. He died. He died in his own house, in his sleep. The cops came in and inspect and blamed on my mom, in which she had to go to court again and deal with it. Again, at the end my mom lost money, me and went to jail. I now had to stay with my uncle and auntie 24 hours. These events really affected me and my motivation to do anything. I didn’t want to go to school, didn’t want to eat and overrall I didn’t want to enter flowlab.
Before Halloween even started my uncle came to me and spoke to me. He said that Your father and mother wouldn’t want you to be like this. Something like that. He help me day after day and tried to get me to do something at least. Which I was finally conviced. I opened my laptop that day and entered my login password. I open google and there it was bookmarked waiting for me to click on it. Flowlab. For some reason I hesitated to just click it, but when I finally did forum loaded on the screen, and I start scrolling down to see what is happening in this humble game website. Now everyday I would look at what people were saying, but didn’t reply. New games were being made once and a while. and music were being composed. Motivation entered my soul little bit at at a time and I started to do other things. Then things went downhill again, I learnt that my mother was killed by a man in the jail, while in the jail lunch room. Her hit was cracked and she ethier died from blood loss or something else related to head in juries. We had the funeral, and went home…my tears broke the motivation and forced it away, but some stayed. My could kept holding on the broke pieces and was finding every way to connect the pieces back together.
After months, days I am back on my feet. I now made a new account(for some reason) and here I am typing my story about why I disappeared. I don’t know what I am going to do but I will probably get back to making the halo fan game. See ya.
If you are reading this I hope you can understand, and really feel my pain, and don’t take this story as a joke. Like or no like, It does not matter.
