" i'm with you till the end of the line buddy" he said. With a weak voice.
And then it happens. He's gone. His father, he's gone.
" i'm never going to be able to see him again" The boy said in realisation.
And then it hits.
I'm 17, I lost my parents. I lost my friends. I lost everything. What's next. How much more of this can I take. Hit after hit. Kick after Kick. What did I do to deserve this. Well I'm not sticking around to find out anymore. I'm leaving. My names Megan, and this is how I found love, freedom, and a family.