If you’re reading this, you must’ve been one of those who survived a very very tragic incident. People who are in control right now might be hiding the truth from everyone, but you must know what happened.  And this is why I have written this.

My name is Aria. I was the one who started all this. I never thought it would end up like this. I always ( Read more... )

I could distinctly hear the sound of ice being crushed in a blender from the number of people chatting and the jazz music that filled the cafè I’m in. I sat at the corner of the room with an old couple sitting quietly across my table while three girls were chatting and squealing at my right.

My mocha frappe perspired on the table beside my ( Read more... )