It's been to long. So so long. I can barley remember the light of day anymore. My friends and family's faces are no longer distinguishable in my broken mind. Everything is the same. But now everyday is the same. Every cut. Stab. Punch. Tear. Word. All the same. But I deserve this right. I am an awful. Despicable. Treacherous. Demi-god right? First story like this so don't hate it too much. I don't own PJO Uncle Rick does. TOODLES horseygirl OUT!All Rights Reserved