Yesterday was a mess. It was a swirling mix of negative emotions that I could never escape from. It was a bath tub of toxins that made my scars feel ultimately fresh. And the wrenching torture of my guts and soul.
Today was supposed to be like any other day. It started normally and it should have ended normally too. It was unpredictable which was surprising, because in the 364 and a half days I counted this year, I never thought the end of my story would come. If I just knew so, I would have never gotten out of bed to start my daily routine, but it isn't like I had a choice.
As I lay on the stone cold cemented floor, a flashback of memories wooshed through my mind as well as the thought that tomorrow might never come.
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Today, Tomorrow, Everyday
Teen FictionAll Zachary Mulligans planned to do was to die. But when an unusual girl apparently saves the life he never wanted, his whole world turns upside down. K has no idea who she was before she died. All she knows is that she is a lost soul roaming the Ea...
