Hanging Onto Hope

You think that life is what you make it. That if you get a good education and have love in your life then you're perfectly fine, but you see that's just simply not the case.

I, Aria Montgomery, thought that before. I mean, it worked for my mother, and my mother's mother, but no, not for me. I had a life. But now, it's just like a broken piece of what used to be a beautiful seashell, now buried at the bottom of the dark ocean past.

You know, I don't know why I kept holding onto hope. After the incident, I should've just left completely, just leave the past behind and never look back again. I guess I haven't yet because I'm still holding onto hope. The hope that one day everything will be back to normal like how it was before the incident. I want my life back.