Won’t be Seventeen Forever

It is exactly 24 days before I officially make my way to adulthood – turn eighteen; an age that I have been looking forward to and have been dreading – both at the same time. I would be lying if I said that the 17 years that I have existed for were uneventful. They were a whirlwind. Unlike most, I do not regret falling in love at such a young age. I do not regret the pain post the heartbreak. I do not regret hunting people, or being hunted myself.