There are those times when you sit and re think all that has transpired in your life. Times where you re imagine those events and wish could have changed that inevitable outcome, somehow modify it so the ending is better, or somehow meaningful. This is one of those times where nothing made sense, therefore this is dedicated to those who lost their lives in the tragedies at columbine, and sandy hook. You have not, and will not be forgotten. This is also dedicated to anyone that has dealt with any sort of accidental or forced miscarriage. My thoughts are with you, and you are not alone; I feel your pain and know what you're going through.
God speed.
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The Michael Nichols story.
RandomA shorter story about a young man, Michael Nichols. This emotional story details the events of his life throughout high school, and the roller coaster of a life that followed. Told by him through his eyes and perspective, it Should offer most reade...
