Create a story,
about someone,
who tried, who cried,
who fought, and who listened.
So I did. Not about me, not about someone I know.
It came completely from my head,
which I think, is the best kind of story.
I didn't think about how I would cease to live. I always just thought about family and being myself and just going on with life without a care in the world. I just wanted to spend the last moment I had with that special person in my life, but I guess that will never happen. I have always wanted an anniversary since I was a little girl, and now that I had a chance to get one, I couldn't show up. I want to escape from this prison I'm in, but to do that I have to go through a lot of adventures and ups and downs before I can get away.