Before it had all started, I was pretty normal, you could say: I had a best friend, a mom and dad, 2 brothers and a sister and I went to a high school every single day... Except, well one thing was, I had a sort of sixth sense? I tried to talk to a doctor or adult about it, somebody 'intelligent.' One hundred and ten percent wrong, all they did were shoo me off.
Now, my best friend is missing, could be dead. My mom & dad? dead. Brothers? Dead. Sister? Missing, and my high school blown up in the Fallen chaos... Oh, me? How touching, you care. I'm everybody and nobody, ill but well, fallen but up, I'm anybody you need me to be. But most importantly, I'm alive.
