You and I are the same age, both 14. You are at a party- high and drunk with a bunch of 18-19 year olds. I am trying to look for you, knowing you’re not to meant to be here, I watch as I see you walk infront of me next to a man. A man who’s 19. I walk up to you and call your name. “Olivia! What are you doing?!” I look at the man and back at you as your pupils grow smaller.