I’m not your typical storybook female. My story isn't about saving the world or falling romantically in love with some hot guy I met randomly on a summer vacation or wherever. I can’t perform hand to hand combat. I don’t have special powers that set me apart from the rest of humanity and I’m definitely not pretty in any sense of the word. No, this is not a story where you wish you were me. People die around me. It's always been that way. But I never thought he would die. I barely knew him. I guess I should have made more of an effort to. Maybe it would have saved him. Maybe it would have saved me. I should have known I'd be next. Eventually the only person left around me would be me. It was just another day.....and then I was dead. ---------------------All Rights Reserved