January 10, 2068.
He's gone. Everything's gone. It hurts. Everything hurts. Was I so wrong to be so protective of my own boyfriend? I guess I was. I feel blank. Does anything really matter? I can exactly hear those words running through my head over and over again. How his words hit me like a bullet, it hurt and it was so quick to kill. Everyone's gone, so quick and easily. If I called Eva and told her about what happened, would she care? If I went back to him and apologized would he care? No, he still hates me.
Those words still rushing through my head whispering to me so coldly. I really can't take anything anymore. Why am I even writing in this still? Do I really have no one to talk to? It's like talking to myself. I don't know why I'm so pathetic. I don't know why I'm still living.
It's like the bridge is calling out to me, the gun is calling out to me. They want me to be rushing to them, but the funny part is I'm already rushing to grab my keys because I've been rushing to them first.
I loved everyone.
I still love everyone.
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JugendliteraturAurory was not really a social or popular person. Conner was a social and a well known person. She's a calm girl and he's a wild one. What happens when these two meet? Will there be war or love? ____________ 375 days. 365 pages. Millions of smiles...
