Sequel to 'Don't look down' Please read the first book if you haven't already! We were all effected by what happened that night. Whether it's the burden of stress it left on your shoulders or the guilt that wears your soul, the impact is there; eating away at your insides while you sit there in excruciating frustration. Completely in the dark about if you're ever going to hear his voice again, his laugh, see his smile. How I feel is overwhelming in the most depressing way. I'd like to think that Gerard and Mikey have it worse; constantly arguing with themselves about whether it's their fault or not. They blame themselves, as always. I'm starting to wonder if this whole thing is going to drive us mad. I honestly think that what petrifies me the most is not knowing. It kills me inside. We can't afford to lose our friend. In a way, we've already lost ourselves. I can't handle losing anyone else... -Frank *slow updates*

from june to august, a camp was held for teens ages 14 to 17. it was a camp created for aspiring musicians. it was divided into two, vocals and instruments. first fanfiction rip? trigger warnings***