I was human once. I slept, I loved, I ate and I laughed. I lived day by day completely unaware of the world within my own.
It all started with a prayer. I had unknowingly been tested my enitre life to see if I was worthy of the new life I would be eventually given. I had gone through the greatest losses one couldn't even imagine. One in particular was the worst and last of my losses. Little did i know it would change my life forever.
His name was michael and he was the love of my life. We were 18 and in love. I had already lost my entire family to a serious of diseases, car accidents, and tragic mishaps. He was all I had left. It was the night of march 18,2008. Our anniversary. We were sitting on the beach looking at the stars talking about our future together when it happened. A man masked and armed walked up to us and demanded our belongings. Michael stood and attempted to hand the man his wallet when a car came speeding around the corner. The masked man shot michael in the chest twice in a fit of panic. The man slowly backed away as my screams flooded the beach. He dropped his gun and ran as fast as he possibly could down the shore. I quickly ran to michaels twitching body and tried to stop the bleeding. Hott tears were flowing over my face and dripping down on michaels shirt. He looked up at me with much agony and said "you have to keep going". In shock of him trying to speak I held his head and said " you will be ok. I sware to you. Michael! Stay with me! Your all I have! Please stay here! Please!". Eyes turned cold and his body went limp. I held him close my heart and stared at the oceans waves crashing ruthlesly onto the shore. I layer his head down, turned to the stars and screamed " WHY ME?!! Why am I surrounded by death?!! What do you want from me!!?! You have taken everything from me! What do I even live for! What did I do to deserve this?!!". I screamed and I screamed, demanding answers for my seemingly cursed life. I recieved nothing. I fell to my knees. I laid next to michaels lifeless body and cried. Cops soon arrived. Apparently someone had heard the gunshots and called 911. They came to late. Before I knew it I was lying in my bed clutching my rosary that was wrapped around my wrist. I whispered " what am I meant for if im meant to be alone?". My eyes slowly closed and I began to change...........
