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.
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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