Disclaimer: I don't own any characters.
Prologue
Life is hard. You're 20 years old. You still go to college, but yet your life is falling apart so fast.
You're marriage, falling apart.
You own a house, which you left behind.
You're sitting in the middle of your childhood room, crying. Everything is falling apart and you're only twenty.
You feel like the world keeps spinning around but you're sitting there staying exactly where you are; you're life is literally at a stand still. You hate it, more than anything.
You want more than anything to go back to when you were sixteen and your future was so clear. What you were going to do with your life is so clear. You felt as if you were going to conquer the world. Now you're future is here and you are sitting here watching.
Your best friend is going to college while working part time at a law firm.
Your other best friend is a famous musician.
Your husband is making something of himself. That's for sure.
You. Are. Doing. Nothing. You hate it. You want what they have; direction. At least something to look forward to.
You realize for the first time in a long time that you have no idea what you want to do. You realize for the first time in a long time that you are alone. And it scares you more than anything.
Potential story? I don't know. Tell me what you think. I think I might like this better than the other story I just started. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Tell me what you want me to do.
This is a potential SMITCHIE story.
I don't know where to go with this, but I had some ideas in my head and I just started writing and this is what it ended up being.
Tell me if I should continue. Give me ideas. :D thanksss.