You never really know who you are until something so unpredictable happens to make you realize. And when realization hits, you don't go back.
It happened 2 years ago, but the memory still occupies every thought in my mine. Every breath I take gives me the realization that I am the one breathing when I shouldn't be.
She should've been breathing. She should've survived and I should be dead.
2 years. 2 whole years and the memory still haunts me every single day.
"Anna!"
Robert calls me downstairs to begin my day, but I'd rather stay in bed than listen to my brother's pathetic attempts to get me to enjoy life.
I stay in bed, curled up. Thinking.
Thinking about the day my mother died.
YOU ARE READING
Dusk h.s.
Fanfiction"I've never been here before." "I can take you to a lot of places you've never been."
