I'm not supposed to be here. I'm supposed to be six feet underground. I'm supposed to be making people cry today. I'm supposed to be breaking news with my tragic New Years story. Why was I brought back? I don't want to be here. Is this what happens to everyone who dies? Or was it just me? I said that I wish I could fix everything, but this isn't fixing it. This is just forcing me to live the pain a bit longer. Why, Fate? Why, Destiny? Why, God? Why, Universe? Why do you torture me like this? -*-*-*- Hey there! I just wanted to put a warning that this story contains suicide, some self harm, and mentions of death. I would hate for anyone who is sensitive to these topics have their day be ruined because an author didn't care enough to put a warning. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and may your day be blessed with happiness and love!