Not Again z.m.
  • Reads 53
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 10m
  • Reads 53
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 4
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Mar 27, 2014
People say that life is precious. You only get one shot, and some people's aren't as lucky as I am.I'm known as 'a lucky charm'. I had more than one chance. I had 12. 5 of them were suicide attempts. I had one two weeks ago, that I'm still recovering from. Right now, I'm in crutches, waiting for them to show up. Them, meaning One Direction. It's a meet&greet. I'm a fan, a big one. Just not a really big fan. My friend, Shayla, bought me a ticket to this a month ago. She's in California visiting her dad. Speaking of dads, mine is in Afghanistan for the army. I know he's alive, we've been sending letters to each other. I settled the rest of my flying thoughts and went off the balcony, and into the room next to this one, where the meet&greet was held. ©all rights reserved. unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material express and written permission from me is strictly prohibited.
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