My Last Year

"My name is Adeline Carson, and this is where my story is coming to a close."

I crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it in the trash. "How in the hell an I going to start this!" I thought to myself. I've got a year to live and I can't figure out what to write. I got up out of my chair and walked over to my bed. Looked at the picture on the wall before slamming down on the bed . belly flop style.

I guess I fell asleep, cause I woke up to the guard yelling at me to get up. I did what I was told. I got out of bed feeling like I didn't even sleep. The guard left, so I could get dressed.

After getting dressed I looked myself up and down in the full body mirror next to my bed. I was wearing a pair of old worn jeans that were ripped, a MCR( My Chemical Romance) T-shirt and Converse that were falling apart.

I grabbed my bag and keys. I pulled my hair up into a messy half bun, half braid hair style. I didn't have time to brush my hair, so this was the next best thing.