|Becoming A Master In the Art of Being Fearless
Author: FEARLESS MASTER PM
My autobiography. No flames please. Full summary inside. Please read and review!Rated: Fiction M - English - Chapters: 19 - Words: 21,905 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-12-13 - Published: 06-24-12 - id: 3035583
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A/N: Welcome one and all. Some of you viewing this page may be returning fans of mine from , others are newcomers. To all who are viewing this content, welcome to the world of FEARLESS MASTER. The following biography (well autobiography really) is mine. A little warning though, to those of who who are not familiar with my fanfiction biography "To Whom It May Concern" from 2009, the information and events described in every portion of this work is 100% factual, though it will not seem possible at times. My life is full of drama, near death experiences and other craziness, but it is through my perserverence that I've learned How To Become A Master In the Art of Being Fearless. A review would be appreciated.
Part One: From Humble Beginnings
My life is literally nothing short of miraculous. From the very start it has been touch and go in my health and daily well being. I was born in Orlando Florida on Tuesday September 22, 1993. I was 25 weeks, in other words, extremely premature. The doctors gave me a 10% chance that I would make it past my first hours of existence which seemed a reasonable conclusion due to my low birth weight of a mere 1 lb 11 oz. I was so premature and under-developed that I had to be placed inside of an incubator to accomodate my body's enviromental needs. I was also hooked up to endless amounts of machines, wires and tubes literally covered my body (which according to my family members, I could literally fit into the palm of their hand.)
I was born with a condition called Hydrocephalus, otherwise known as "bleeding on the brain". This fact alone almost compromised my life, the only remedy was surgical implication of a tube into my brain that extends throughout my body to transfer the accumulated fluid and put it to use. I remained at the hospital for three months, until which I was finally released, though even then I was accompanied by breathing monitors. According to pictures I've seen of myself at that age, I am amazed I'm lived as long as I have.
A/N: Well there ya have it. The beginnings of my life for all to see. As I've said before, the things I post may seem unbelieveable but trust me, these are what I have to live through. Please read and review, and thanks for reading.