I'm one of the coldest creatures you could ever meet. With a heart of ice. But I wasn't always like that. I was happy and chipper. I was content. Life was good. Like a red rose in full blossom. But like all flowers they eventually wither and die for the winter months. But mine never dethawed again. I was seventeen in love deeply in love. Or so I thought. When I started getting sick. I didn't know why till my friend Madlin decided to make me take a test. It came out possative