No one chooses tragedy—it’s thrown at you at the most unexpected time. Life…love…ripped away as if it never existed in a single instant.
That happened to me one Halloween night—my life was shattered and I was left an abandoned empty vessel—floating through the days and nights with hopes of feeling someday.
A year later, Adam Stroud walked down the sidewalk and in a single instant life changed again. He too had been dealt a horrible hand of fate and for the first time in a year, I saw a glimpse of life.
For almost two months, I allowed myself to live. Learning to love and bloom. Little did I know I’d be betrayed and lied to by the few I trusted most. And now...lying cold and naked in the dirt hole, I promised myself if given the opportunity again…I’d live.