In this short story, Jennifer Jestin shares glimpses of a teenager’s life as she goes through ups and downs in her day-to-day life.
Life. If you asked me what it means, I would say that it’s a cycle of grief. A tormenting process of never-ending goodbyes.
I was 13 when I met Jake for the first time. It was the typical first love. We met in high school, went on to be best friends, had the same friends, our families knew each other, and everything was oh-so-perfect.
We were the cliche couple that went to the same university together too. What did a career mean when it came to him, is what I told everyone. He thought the same too. “Jenna is the goal of my little life,” is what he always said. I just didn’t know how little it was.