In life we get our high times, where we feel like our own role models. Where we smile at our reflections in the mirror. Where we feel joy and pride in our hearts. Where everything is just going good. And other times we get so low. Like I am right now. It feels like my body is a puddle of jelly and my soul is so small in it. My heart beats but it has already become so a part of life that it doesn’t even matter anymore. The deep breaths, to ensure that you’re still alive and living just feels like a waste of time and through quivering lips, you know you just have to keep on breathing. Even if you don’t want to.
“Are you okay, Riley?” Bonnie asks as she watches me through the rearview mirror. I wipe the tears from my face and just nod, feeling my face heat up uncontrollably.
“You
