You know what I think we are most afraid of? Not knowing. Not knowing whether it's all really worth it. Not knowing if you should give up or keep fighting. Not knowing why you do the things that you do; not knowing the purpose. It's like when you're little and you touch the stove and get burned, because you didn't really know that it was hot. Not knowing has always hurt us, from the very beginning.
"Emma?" I looked up at Ashlyn, who was giving me a 'what the hell' look. "What are you doing sitting here? I have been looking for you everywhere!" I sobbed and shrugged my shoulders. I didn't even bother hiding the fact that I was crying. Its not like she'd care.
There is no telling how long I was sitting here. After with what happened with Jake, I just wanted to be alone. So I came and sat d
