QUINN

I sat by the chair and stared blankly out my bedroom window, thinking about how everything was such a mess and how my life became this complicated.

I let out a small sigh and rub my eyes, feeling a headache already forming.

A strong breeze blew into the room messing up my already messed up hair as if it didn't already look like a bird's nest before, I'm sure it does now. I run my hands through it in an attempt to tame it, I realized it wasn't going to work so I give up with a small sigh.

I was pretty sure I was not crazy but I...