Bianca,

I think it's me. I think everyone I seem to care about leaves me behind. Today, I found out Percy died. I'm not proud to admit this, but I cried. I cried because he was gone, I cried because you were gone. I cried because I was alone in this world again. Nobody accepts a son of Hades. Percy was the only one who didn't care about my parent. Now he is gone. And I think its all my fault. If I wasn't the stupid Ghost King, he wouldn't have died. The worst part about the whole thing is I knew when he died; I was just praying it wasn't true. Just liked I prayed that you were still alive. So maybe dad just doesn't like me. And he punishes me by taking away all the ones I care about.

I'm starting to hate myself. I wish I wasn't the son of Hades. Oh yeah, you know about my crush, I'm starting to hate myself because of that too. It makes me feel awful that I could fall in love with the girl that was daughter of the man who killed mom. See! That little tid-bit is a perfect example of how I'm all was trying to distract myself. I think if I think of something else, Percy will come back alive. Bianca, Percy helped me through your death, who is going to help me through his? I feel more alone in this world then I ever have. Sometime I wish I could join you guys.

Nico

What did you think? Sorry that it was a bit rushed!