Honestly, how did I manage to get out of there alive? Highschool. Alive.
It was such a strange concept but I guess I couldn't help but give a few good people some credit. I honestly thought highschool would have been the end of me. I thought college would be terrifying. The entire idea of growing up seemed terrifying.
I wish I could have been thirteen again with not a care in the world and re-do everything and not screw up my grades, highschool would have been so much easier.
However, I guess if I did, I wouldn't be who I am or have met the people I've met.
And I never would have met the boy that saved me before he's ever layed eyes on me or knew of my exsistence.
And never would I be able to say that he meant more to me than any other person in the world.
