reason i live
I saw an angel the first day of my freshmen year in high school. ... I knew her from somewhere. She looked so familiar, even though, I knew that I had never seen her before. ... Earlier that morning I thought I was in shock just to see all my old junior high friends again in a more grown up environment, but that was like the feeling you get from a lame clown at a younger cousin’s birthday party compared to the emotions I felt from the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. ... I met her a week later. ... I sat by her at lunch and had a small conversation with her.