If I went back to Harmony's "parents" I would look like a desperate jerk.
I wasn't going to go back to Jerry's yet.
If I went home...
I began to wander away from the neighborhood.
I didn't know where I was going but I didn't really care.
I walked behind a store and came upon what seemed like an abandoned. It had a few trees and was very quiet.
I didn't know if I was trespassing or not but I was so tired I didn't care.
I layed down on a bench.
Mom always called me her little winner.
But I was a loser.
I lost my ride and a place to stay.
I lost my friendship with Jerry.
I lost my dad to alcohol abuse.
I lost my mom.
I wish the losing would stop.
I wish I could start being a winner again.
But it's impossible.

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Scars from the Impossible
Teen FictionIt's Impossible! Thats what Harmony and Liam have always told themselves... It's impossible-- to forget... to forgive... to win... to love... But when will they learn that just because it seems impossible doesn't mean it really is? --- Co-written wi...