Memories From a Dead Girl
Twenty-Nine
When you think about the way you'll die, what do you see?
The truth is, I never considered my life would end at such a young age. I'd barely begun living — I hadn't even written a best seller like I planned — when my life was taken away. In the blink of an eye, I was standing with my arms around a boy I loved, and next, I was on the ground, half in the water of a murky swamp, bleeding to death with a shadow above me.
The truth is, I never considered my life would end at such a young age. I'd barely begun living — I hadn't even written a best seller like I planned — when my life was taken away. In the blink of an eye, I was standing with my arms around a boy I loved, and next, I was on the ground, half in the water of a murky swamp, bleeding to death with a shadow above me.