Just
Too
Late
Prologue
*Taylor's P.O.V*
Roses
Are Red
Violets Aren’t Blue
I See
the World In Gray
Don’t You?
“Mama Used to Say: Sometime’s
Life’s Like a Box of Chocolate’s. You Never Know What
You’re Gonna Get.” -Forest Gump
On
days like today I find myself looking at the past or the future,
and it doesn’t make me happy. On days like today I find
myself just wondering why I feel like I’m about to burst
into tears. I put it on the fact that I’m always tired and
when you’re tired you’re more vulnerable to things.
But despite the dark circles under my eyes I feel that being
tired isn’t why I get like this.
My
past is a happy one, I guess. I was a happy, smart, outgoing
child. Everything was just handed to me basically. Whatever I
tried I could always pass at: sports, school, making friends. It
came so easy and I never thought twice about it. As I got older
things got harder although basically everything stayed the same.
And Then something clicked. More like snapped, I guess, or maybe
shattered.
9th
Grade: New, Bigger School, Best Friends, a boyfriend, Swimmer
extraordinaire, Straight A’s. Perfection. But Not So
Much.
That
Thursday morning I could feel it. Something inside me settled
wrong, something felt rotten, and it never went
back.
