My life is a curse. Everyday, I relive the same moment. Every. Single. Day. I can't just face the fact that, Percy's dead. During the Battle of the Titans, I had an arrow going towards me. Percy stood in front of it. Why? I would rather him live than me. He's much more kinder, more special, more...amazing. But, with my luck, this happened., My life is miserable. I want this whole thing to end. I'm done.
