Rain falling from the heavens, hammering down upon me as I walk. there is no destination just a never ending path, but yet as I walk every step I find myself hoping that i'll reach were ever it is I'm going. but then I snap back into reality, and remember just how dumb I was for hoping for such a thing.
We all have a story; some sad, some happy and others heroic. My story starts in a place called craigieburn. It's a happy place, a place a kid came smile and dream and will never have a problem in the world. I woke up one morning and I walk out to the kitchen, only half-aware of everything happening around me. My Mother tells me my cousin Chloe was coming around to visit; at that, very second it was as if someone had thrown a bucket of cold water over me.
I was wide-awake; the hours went ever so slowly. Minutes felt like hours, hours felt like days. Eventually it was nightfall and it was time to go to bed, it had been a long and boring day but being a teenager those kind of days do happe