It was w#e#i#r#d
O
D
D
&& well, slightly /d\i/s\t/u\r/b\i/n\g/
To see her f+r+i+n+d+s=friends
growing UP
around (her)
while she r'e'm'a'i'n'e'd
exactly the same
(it was when Nico died that she first thought she had made the wrong choice)
he was twenty-two
and left camp
on his first day
he was
K|L|L|E|D
by a Dracanae
the next time she doubted her chose was decades later
whed Percy d~i~e~d
he was sixty-five
and tried to save another demigod
Alas, he wasn't as strong as he used to be
the next time she felt D"O"U"B"T
was when Jason
(her sweet, sweet little brother)
D_I_E_D
{the last time she had doubts}
was when xXxAnnabethxXx passed away
(who she had known since Annie was just seven, and whom she loved like a little sister)
Annabeth was eighty six
and she was still O^N^E D^A^Y S^H^Y O^F S^I^X^T^E^E^N
After that, there were no more doubts
because everyone she knew and LoVeD were
D;E;A;D
and she was still F*I*F*T*E*E*N