Love and it's pathetic stars

Prologue

Dear journal,
Have you ever wondered what it's like to exist somewhere else? Like in a completely different world and you're a completely different you? Have you ever heard of parallel universes? A lot of people think that it's make belive, or some say that the science just isn't right. I don't think that though, I think they exist.

Well at least I hope they do, so that I know, that somewhere there's a place where things just work out, you know? A universe where my life is better, great even, a universe where I'm just happy and not like I am now. Where all the bad things that happened, aren't happening. Someplace, somewhere that I belong.I like to believe that, the me that exists there is very pretty, that she has a boyfriend and is really close with her family.

I imagine her, not making this morbid journal, but a happy one, with photos of her and her brother. She's nothing like me, not really, because I'm the exact opposite of all that.

But then I sit and wonder, what if everyone is right? What if the science is wrong and other universes don't exist? It's just this sucky one? And this same sucky life? What then? Then I wish I didn't exist at all (is that really dark?) Probably, but it's what I wish. Because if I didn't exist, I would never feel like I feel now. I would never watch everyone live life and just be here by myself. If I didn't exist, life would simple, wouldn't it?

Maybe some people are made to live until they die, and others are meant to cut their paths short? Maybe people like me don't live until they die, they live until they're soul falls apart and it's just a hollow figure floating around.

That's a morbid note to end on, but I have to go. Maybe I'll write soon, maybe I won't.

Xoxo
Cassidy- Ann Bennet