I sit on the bridge, watching the cars below zoom past. The appear so fast, making it look like a single line of colours. Cool breeze blows my hair over my face and whips the nearby flags around in circles. I wiggle closer to the edge, so my legs dangle off. Why am I here? I think. Why am I doing this? Because stuff happens. Shit happens. And honestly, I dont see this as a horrible, terrible loss. I've done my time; I'm not needed here anymore.
I guess I should explain. Explain everything.
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Teen FictionTo you, I'm nothing. I mean nothing. I am nothing. But I, Alexandra Lucy Kinely, do mean something. I wish I didn't. I wish I meant nothing. Alex is leaving. But first she has a story to tell. *some events are based on true stories*
