My Second Life: A nightmare that becomes reality

By Vincenzo Pignetti, Vincenzo Pignetti Activist, Vincent P. and Michele Monti

Book written by 12-year-old Vincenzo Pignetti from Italy: Where can they bring the depths of their mind? What happens when a strange curse strikes a normal 12-year-old boy? What of what we perceive is "true" and what is not is it just a nightmare or is it reality? What if things are so expensive and not so different? If in the end one finds nothing but the same, frightening, what? If reality is a nightmare and reality is a nightmare? The author in this journey poses and asks us all the questions, desperately looking for the answer. That story of a normal boy, told by himself in the first person, turns into an agonizing and tormented journey that transports him to a dark and fantastic world populated by the strangest creatures. The protagonist will face trials, pilgrimages, difficulties, research, friends and in an undefined metaphysical grand piano. His will also be an introspective journey in search of his own identity, his uniqueness, his place in the universe. He will fight against the most varied spells and the strangest dark sorceries in a lively direct journey into his emotions and his reactions to the impossible and the unknown. Fantasy can fly in this monstrous world where the reader will then have to draw . Is it the second life that will prevail or will my "normal" life have the upper hand? They will fight each other, they will quiver, they will cry to be released in a continuous coming and going between dream and reality. But where one ends and the other begins, we will not know for sure. Instagram: @vincenzopignetti_real

• Language: English
• Publisher: Golden Editions
• Release date: Jun 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9788834121344

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My Second Life

A nightmare that becomes reality

VINCENZO PIGNETTI

Preface

Where can they bring the depths of their minds?

What happens when a strange curse strikes a normal 12-year-old boy?

What we perceive is true and what is not?

Is it just a nightmare or is it reality?

What if the two things melt and are not so different? If in the end they were nothing but the same, scary, what? If the reality was a nightmare and the nightmare the reality?

The author on this journey arises and asks us all these questions, desperately searching for the answer. And also trying to keep the mental balance when it is in front of them.

This story of a normal teenage boy, told by himself in the first person, turns into an agonizing and tormented journey that drags the reader into a dark and fantastic world populated by the strangest creatures. The protagonist will face trials, pilgrimages, difficulties, researches, friends and enemies in an indefinite metaphysical plan.

His will also be an introspective journey in search of his own identity, of his own uniqueness, of his place in the universe.

He will fight against the most varied spells and the strangest sorceries in a lively journey through his emotions and reactions in the face of the impossible and the unknown.

Fantasy can fly in this monstrous world where the reader will then have to draw his own conclusions about what is real and what is not at all.

Two worlds intersect each other, two lives overlap and then they double.

Is the Second Life that will prevail or is my life normal to get the better?

They will fight, wiggle, cry to be freed in a continual bustle between dream and reality.

But where one ends and the other begins, we won't know for sure.

-Michele Monti

Chapter 1

The black guy.

Goodnight Mary... It is from this moment that every night, just like this one, becomes a nightmare. A second life that no one would want to live, is how to stay 8 hours glued to a horror. I'm trying to stay awake tonight too... And here I am in total sleep, apparently it seems to be sunk in a fantastic dream, a dream deep and with many meanings, most negative... Hey, don't run too much there are the ditches-says Marco, Don't worry I know what I do-I answer.

It's 11 in the evening and Marco, Emilio, Giovanni, Francesca, Chiara and I are still in this gigantic park to run on our bikes, the park is empty but you can glimpse a someone or something get on the bike boys, do you see it too?-Scream to my friends , Yes-clear answers, me too-they scream the others accordingly. It's getting closer, but the park is giant and we take a little more time to understand who it is...

* Ticking of rain that bangs against the glass of cars *

Ok then wait and see who it is-I say in a low voice to the boys after a quick group decision. After much waiting comes this black guy, completely black, the rain partially covers it with its opaque droplets. We believe it is a Halloween dress and giggling under voice we invite you to take a ride with us.

So you're from around here?-asks John to the boy trying to open a dialogue, but the guy does not respond and actually none of us remains amazed, at our invitation the only thing he did was go back on the bike and start cycling...

You make the 11:20 and we at 11:40 we have to stay at home. Let's Get started!-exclaims Francesca, at the end of this sentence the strange boy disappears into