Disclaimer: I do not own PJO.
Sometimes, you wonder, if your life will ever emerge from this dismal pit of sorrow. It was once great, filled with everything a person could ever ask for.
But now, what made you a person, what made you happy, what made you a person, is gone.
Wiped from the Earth. Crushed like a bug. Burnt in hell. Ripped up in a blender.
Gone.
You may say that you have been in this position, put I can assure you, that you don't know how it feels. How it feels for the one thing that anchored you to reality to be gone.
I am Annabeth Chase, and I am in this position.
There are days where I refuse to pull myself out of bed, dreading the harsh feelings of the world.
How could this happen? And why me?
This, I do not understand.
Of all people, why did it have to be me?
Honestly, of the seven-billion people in the world, what are the chances that my boyfriend, my friend, my savior, would be the one stolen.
Percy is amazing. He couldn't be dead. He is strong, powerful, wonderful, smart (though I won't admit it to anyone), and an overall great person.
But somehow, he escaped from my grasp.
You never realize how lucky you are until it happens.
You had so much, you were blessed, but now, it is gone.
You hear things on the news, but never realize that the devastating things that you hear could happen to you. It could happen to the random stranger on TV, but never you. But then, it does. And it shocks you. Like lightning.
I have something to tell you:
Never, and I mean never, take friends or family for granted. For what happens to others, could just as easily happen to you.
Thank you for reading. I dont mean this as just a story, I hope this truly conveys a message. I have had a sudden shock in my life, and I really hope, I really, really hope that you take something from this.