Thirty-six.

Oct 06, 2006 15:16

It's been a rough year, hasn't it? I've seen a lot of death and a lot of destruction. I suffered a little bit, and saw my friends suffer, and that broke my heart countless times. I feel a lot older than sixteen, now. It's weird. Maybe I have grown up.

... heh, like that'll ever happen.

But... it was because of this war that made me a better person, I think. Yeah, if I could take everything back and make sure everything was normal again -- well, maybe I would. But if I did that, then I wouldn't have met Oliver and Skuld. Phan, Erich, and Kiara wouldn't have come into my life like they have. Tinka and I would've never met and wouldn't be... well.

And I never would've found my family.

It's kinda funny how destiny works. Maybe I don't hate it as much as I thought I did.

Dear school,

what the hell? Two essays to write in one weeked? Not fair! The world's teetering on the edge of destruction and you still care about grades? Forget you!

Blow me,

Jack.
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