Hey everyone!
I know I started this story and I swear I was going to finish it. But a lot of things have been keeping me from doing so. And I may eventually finish it but probably not. About a week after I uploaded the story I learned that my youth group leader had miscarried her baby two weeks before the due date. And that kept me from writing for most of the summer. While I was at camp I decided I was going to finish this story but on my way home I learned that the boy who I sat across from during lunch had hung himself the night before. He was one of my closest friends and right now I just can't write about happy things. We buried him yesterday after a week of him actually being gone.
If anybody actually read that I'm sorry about getting anybody wanting to read more of the story.