I almost died eight months ago.
After everything that happened with Brian and everyone at school I decided to go to the pier one day.
I do not know if I went there with the intention of taking my own life.
I do not remember stepping onto the railings.
I do not even remember jumping.
It was almost as if though I was asleep.
It was like I was not really there.
What I do remember is waking up and finding myself under water. I tried to breathe but then I swallowed water.
There was this second where I felt completely calm.
I had a choice to make, either I chose death or I chose life. That decision weighed heavily on my heart. It felt like forever.
I still do not remember what made me choose life.
I don't even remember how I made it to shore.
Maybe it was my guardian angel.
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Being McKenzie Prince ✔
Teen FictionMcKenzie Prince has been called many things in her life. Being labelled as a pathological liar and 'trailer trash' were the ones that seemed to stick. She desperately tries to find her place amongst exes, old enemies, new enemies and her own fami...
