A/N: So this is my first fic ever, besides my O/S that I submitted for Fandom4Texas. Keep an eye out for that. I am unsure on how often I will be able to update. I figured I would give this a shot and see if you all like it and if I should continue. Now, on with the show.


I don't know how I got to this point.

I am so confused.

How could my life be forever changed, all within one day?

My world came crashing down that day.

No one understands me.

They never will.

I take another hit of the joint, holding it in as long as I can.

I can feel my face start to tingle.

My eyes become blurry.

I swallow down the urge to breathe.

I can't.

Not anymore.

In one day, I lost my best friend, my dad, my home…everything.


I slowly release the smoke that's burning my lungs.

My mind spins and spirals out of control.

I can't take it anymore.

I am so tired.

I don't want to think anymore.

One more hit. That's all I need.

I curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep.


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