When I Die

I have known for a long time now that I only have a few months to live. I have known for a long time now how I will spend those last few months. I have known for a long time now how I will die, and when. But sometimes plans change.


1. Prologue

It started way back in June, I think. The sun was shining, the sky was visible, the wind in my hair, my boyfriend by my side. It was perfect, maybe too perfect.


I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when my life went gray.


Maybe it was all my fault, I don't know. Maybe I'll never know. Maybe Josh will forgive me once I'm gone. Maybe he'll forget the past. Maybe he won't.


What I did was wrong, and I would pay for it. If only I had had more time to make things better.


I only had five moths left when things started changing. Things went from bad to great, great to bad, bad to worse, and worse to satisfactory until I ended up here. Forever stuck at 17. I guess it's true when they say life's too short for regrets. I guess it's a good thing I didn't have too many.


This is my story. The story of a ghost.

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