Another day, another thought of how I might possibly die. I don't mean to, really, I just can't help thinking of all the bad things that could happen that could eventually lead to my inevitable death. When I look in the mirror; instead of seeing my reflection, I see the possibility of one of the light bulbs exploding and getting glass in my eye. Glass in my eye will lead to me becoming blind, which will lead to me falling somewhere, which will lead to my death. I shake my head. Nope. Not gonna happen. That's a very low possibility. Grabbing my backpack, I rush out the door.
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Wallflower
RomanceNote: This book is not rated M, however it is rated PG13 for language and a bit of... suggestiveness. No, this is not SMUT. This is just for fun. An idea I had one night. Enjoy. (If you're 13+)
