Hi guys. I'm so sorry that I didn't update this story sooner but I had a reason. If you are not a fan of drama just don't read more.
My boyfriend Gabe died nineteen days ago. It was so awful. He was playing for our school's football team. I went there to see him and then we had plans to go out. But as he was playing he fell on the ground and never stood up again. The doctors said that it was heart attack. But Gabe was healthy. This so unfair, don't you think? I mean he was only 18. We were making plans about the future. A happy future together. He wasn't only my boyfriend but my best friend. We were together almost 3 years and I knew him since he was 13. I know that God took him cause it was his time but I can't help but feel angry with God. He souldn't take him away like that.
I'm sorry for saying all these to you. But I had to get them out of my system. I don't want to speak with anyone I know cause they'll think I'm weak.
Anyway, I opened my laptop for the first time since he died and I found the next chapter of the story. It was almost finished. So, I'll update it soon. Life goes on, right?
Sorry about the drama. You don't have to read my problems.
Violet.