21 parts Complete MatureEveryone was talking about their new years resolutions, planning parties, and excitedly getting ready for the new year.
Except for me.
I wouldn't make it to New Years, I was sure of it. After living like this for so long, I was ready to go.
December 29th. It was snowing, freezing cold, everyone busy speeding down the highway, except for me.
The brown haired girl wearing nothing but a pair of torn jeans, a white dress, red jacket, and ratty old converse standing at the top of the bridge, preparing to jump off.
But then he stopped me, and my life would never be the same.