Well, I have finally decided to attempt to finish this story again. I make absolutely no promises as to the quality or quantity of this work. I was 15 when I started writing this story, and am now approaching 19. Thus my writing style and (hopefully) quality has changed since then. The story is going to start becoming a lot darker than my original idea for this was. I hope you all will bear with me as I attempt to do this once more…
I leave you with one of my favorite lyrics
Ten seconds left until midnight
Nine chances to drown ourselves in black hair dye
Eight faces turned away from the shock
Seven windows and
Six of them were locked
Five stories falling
Forever and ever
Three cheers to the mirror
Now there are two of us
Can we have one last dance?
(From: Jet Black New Year's by Thursday)