The End

I’m done with this. I’m tired of seeing people die. I’m tired of being wrong and not being able to do anything about it. I’m tired.

I’m done. do you hear me?

I’m going to counseling because of Tallie. I’m back with my parents. I don’t know if I’ll go back to school. If I do, I’ll probably transfer somewhere new. I’m leaving, see?

But this story is over.

Goodbye. Will you leave me alone now?