Many times I paused to see if I should continue writing the story. Many
times, I was this close to giving up. I remember once I took a break and drank a
cup of coffee. It was black and bitter but I didn't have much of a choice. Got
back up and continued writing. I admit, my hands were tired and sometimes it got
boring. I couldn't give up though, there was something special about what I was
writing. It was a beautiful story. If it should ever end, I cross my heart that I
will never forget it.
cherie;_17; cjc;
2T27; debates; student
council;
Loves__
God, family, Polar Bear, my friends, gaming, sports, to be loved
Go
away__ tears, losing those i hold dear, being alone, Satan