My friends all tell me I have no taste in men and here lies the proof.
I should be out on a Friday night, drinking and dancing with my mates, not digging in the middle of a forest.
It all started off so well. Going for long walks, holding hands and sharing secrets. Then it all changed. I wanted to play the field. I’m a normal sixteen year old girl so I’m not settling down with an older man of twenty one. So he had to go. At least, unlike me, he’s not alone. I’m burying him beside the other three.