Prologue

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Pain. That was all I felt. It wasn't
like the frostbite my hand would get. Or the sharp cramps of hunger. But a different pain. Mourning. A deep stabbing pain in my heart. I was mourning the girl I was just a few years ago. The girl who had a promising future. The girl that everyone envied and expected the most from. The girl that had the world in her hands. I was feeling the pain that I spent so much time and money trying to numb. The pain that I feared more than death itself. The pain that I new I would feel very soon since that night. The night my life really took a turn. Nobody would have seen this coming. Seen me this low.

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