"Deep inside, where nothing's fine. I've lost my mind." I have never felt okay since that day, I haven't felt normal. Then again how could I after you died? And I'm the cause of it. Or at least that's what I'm told, Every. Single. Day.

I was almost 8 when it happened. I still can remember it so vividly I can almost relive it over and over again. It was sunny that day, the blue robins were singing a song in the trees. The breeze was dancing a dance so delicately brilliant you could dance with it. I had been at a playdate and got mad at my friend, a stupid pity kid fight that would make my emotions now laugh. You, who cared too much about me, had come to get me an hour and 12 minutes early to be exact. You had pulled onto the water deprived concrete driveway, glistening in the hot summer sun. The car had just been cleaned, with water droplets on the windshield sizzling every second from the heat. You had talked to my friends mom as I sat patiently in the car playing with my blonde barbie that had a blue streak in her hair from when I was painting 2 months ago. Finally you had got in the car after 3 minutes with a smile that shined almost as bright as the sun with one single sweat droplet coming from your hair. As we pulled onto the main street, I had begged to play on your phone to see if my fairy egg had hatched so with me crying in the back you reached down to get the phone that had fallen through the cracks of the white stained leather seats.

HEYY so thats my story all rights belong to me its my personal story with my own characters.