Preface

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Everyone gets this gut feeling at one point right? That feeling that...you KNOW what your doing will come back to bite you in the Ass.

That you know its wrong but you just cannot help it.

 I got that feeling too.

 You  really should listen carefully to that feeling.

It could be right  or it could be wrong.

You never  do know.

My feeling?well.... It was half right.

 Split right down the middle.

 He played me at first.

He had my heart in his hands, and he played it like an old guitar.

Then he smashed it on the stage.

After he  broke me...he tried to fix me.

He tried to make it better.

 But he was too late.

Much too late.

I was already lost.

I had my heart broken into two peices.

 I felt i was all alone.

My feeling was right at first...But then it turnned out to be wrong.

 Dead Ass Wrong.

 I learned The Perks Of Being A Wildflower.

Or like one at least.

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Author's note:

I would like to dedacate this story to my best friends Allison and Lillian Daniels.

I would also like to dedacate this to my mom and dad. And my brothers.

And lastly....Anyone who has given this story the chance.

I would be lost without you guys XxxxX

Lots Of Love,

Jessie Ann Parks.

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