In a dark room the walls echoed off the sounds of flat shoes walking and the occasional "oofs!" and "Damnit!" until I, Lan Phan, walked into the spotlight. "Hi..." I started nervously; talking in front of crowds just wasn't my thing. "my name is Lan and I.... am a complete lunatic. Heh."

...No laughter. Just the sound of silence somehow becoming alarming within my head.

Im not much of an author, but I know usually when people write stories they write from their own experience or from something they wonder about. I end up doing both, but I annoy myself when writing about something related about myself. It is then a voice shouts from the crowd. "Loser! We know its about you!"

How embarrassing...I end up wanting to change the story. Which is why I never end up finishing any of my stories in the first place, so I needed a story that wasn't written to be similar but about me. I am going to write about me.

"Get off the stage!"
"Where is Shinhwa!? I want Shinhwa!"

...and the wonderful voices that reside within my head.