I miss things.

Lots of things. Like feeling the sun, sleeping, dancing to music. Every thing I ever took for granted, I miss. Even simple, fluid movements like walking, hard, now that my body is working against me.

Even family and friends. I wasn't what you would call, excepted, into my house when I came back. And my friends are faintly disgusted by me. Well, a lot of people are.

What would you miss, if you un-died? Family? friends? School? Moving? You tell me. I really have nothing better to do most of the time any way, now.


Have fun, stay alive.
Cami.