Name: The photoshoot
Author: S.M.B

Story Notes

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Prologue

Running, I used to hate it. I guess I still do. The only difference is now running is all I seem to do. There are a lot of things in life I regret. Everyone regrets one thing. Whether big or small, it finds a way to eat at you. I ran away to school and never looked back, but I can’t help but wonder if I should have stayed.

Stayed for my father, my little sister, who was already ignored enough, But I couldn’t. All I was doing was treading water.

Nobody ever tells you what to expect when a parent dies. It kind of hits you like a truck. Some people deal with it and fare in a healthy way.

The rest of us, on the other hand. We get up and walk away, shoving everything down until we, ultimately, break.

You grow up being taught that your mom and dad will always be there for you, but that can only last so long. Sometimes the worst thing that happens is they get divorced. I wasn’t so fortunate.

I guess, weirdly. My mother is why I’m where I am today. She, without trying, Caused me to follow my dreams.