This is going to be a short chapter because I only remember a few lines from the dream...

My dad and I were talking and shit, then his phone starts ringing and he picks it up... after he hangs up I ask him who it was. He said something like"I'm sorry for the immense pain your'e going to be in..." And after those words left his mouth, I knew what he was going to say. Don't ask me how, I just knew...

"Griffin died."

I break down of course a million questions flooding my head... regret for not being there. Not helping. Not doing SOMETHING! Even if it was five minuets of texting each other...

I woke up exactly a minute before my alarm and the relief was amazing.  Aaaaaaand of course as i was getting ready for school and writing this, I started to cry.

Great way to start off the day! .... nut that's it, soooo bye