Prologue

I swear I could just cry right now. I don't want to be here and what makes it sad is that I'm going to go test with no motivation. I don't even wanna live anymore and I'm going to go take a test. Pretty ironic, huh? The people that made me think that I'm a failure in life, I'm starting to believe them. I wish I could just get hit by a car or something. I know it would be a painful death, but at least I'll be dead and gone. Most importantly, stress free. My head hurts from all the crying I was doing last night and my allergies are starting to kick in. Living is pointless to me, I swear. Who would miss me if I was gone anyway? I wish I could just run away from it all, but I know that won't solve anything. If anything, It'll just make how I'm feeling worse. People think that I care about them and their opinions, I already have enough to worry about and worrying about them would make me even more stressed. I'm only 18, I never thought that my life would come to this. At all. I guess I just have to get use to these changes. -Sincerely, Devin