The Last Will & Testament of Seventeen-Year-Old Sarah

An open-casket party in a high school gym, a Diet Coke, unpublished manuscripts, and a teenager determined to make sure nobody erased her story.

Readers, did I ever tell you that I keep everything?

I am an incredibly nostalgic person. I believe in the historical record. Every letter, every journal, every random document shoved into a folder somewhere feels important to me because it tells part of the story of who I was at that moment in time.

Now, for said historical record, I want it noted that I…