Turns out that the other people in the accident were my foster parents. I was the only one who survived the accident. And since I was 17 and a half I told everyone I could handle myself o my own for a while. I had gone to the funeral yeasterday. I ride more than needed. I just couldn't help it. With out him I was dying myself. I had nothing to live for. So today I was going to kill myself. I planned it wonderfully. He was going to propose to me I found out. I was sorting through our bags and I found the black box. It was a ring. So I was going to die in a white beuiful gown. I would have wore it for our wedding. There was going to be no blood so I was going to poison myself. I injected the poisoning neck veins. That way it reached my brain first. Tired. Goodbye everyone. He looked my love.
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No I did not kill my self. I am not going to kill my self. It just had to happen. I am not one to write sappy love story's sooo. I may soon though. It was either this or the girl didn't kill her self but resented to a dark depression.
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I (Almost)Died
Teen FictionI was stuck there, watching a car hit the back of the motorcycle. My boy freind screaming to jump. All I could do was watch
