Alana
Things were beginning to make less sense to me. Everything around me seemed to move fast while I was stuck in slow motion. I couldn't think right or even sleep to try and help. Whenever I seemed to close my eyes, all I could see was Soren hitting his knees in my home, clutching at his bleeding chest. I know that it didn't make a whole lot of sense, but part of me believed that I would never be safe. From time to time, I got this feeling that someone was watching me from afar, and it wasn't Soren's friends.
Has something so horrible happened to you that made you start to cherish things a lot more? This incident has done just that for me. I realized how much more I loved Soren than I thought I did. It wouldn't do much good now, but at least I knew. Apart of me wanted to live for h
