Prologue
Dun Dun Dun Dun, Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun Dun. I heard the music to my parents funeral in my mind. I remember looking at my aunt. She was in tears. I rolled my eyes and walked away from that crybaby. My parents were in a car crash from a drunk driver. Now I have foster parents. Yes I hate them. I wanna just run away and never come back. Their so perfect and protective. I hate it. I was thinking of killing myself. I had to be put in a mental home because of my dark thoughts, and all they gave me to do was write in this journal. I am only 12, but they say I live on forever. For my 12th birthday, my foster parents are taking me home so I can get a break from this dump. That was the day. The day I had that thought. Once I get out of here, I don't know what i'll do. Nevermind, oh wait, yes I do. I have the perfect plan....
