To be honest I never really thought this would happen to me... All the worthless things I wished for back when I had a perfect life. All worthless. Sometimes when I'm alone I start to yell out the names of my past loved ones out loud. After all the love that was thrown away, after just one mistake. I remember having a perfect life with all I wanted at my reach. All the food and hugs I wanted. But now I have nothing. And I have lost everything. Living inside of myself all these blurry years without anyone to speak to. It was about time to do something about it. I wasn't going to throw away the rest of my death years just floating around in abandoned homes and spooky churches hoping that one day something exciting would happen. So that day I made the decision of doing something interesting with my death and going somewhere spirits usually are known for being at. A regular home. Oh and I forgot to say, my name is Annabelle... but you can call me Ani since we're friends now. ➰
