This Mess of a Mistake

this is my original story please don't copy, please don't edit except fixing spelling/grammar mistakes, and this story will contain blood/violence/jumping off a cliff and dying
== Prologue ==
This isn't good.
This could ruin everything.
I have to do this.
I can't do this.
I need to fix things.
This is a bad idea.
I shouldn't be here.
I have to be here.
I turn to leave.
No.
This is my destiny.
I can't run.
I can't hide.
I turn.
I jump.
Off the cliff.
Into the freezing water below.
This is to fix the past.
This is to save the future.
This is what I must do.
Even if it means death.
== Chapter One ==
In books, the magical thing always seems to happen at a nice, respectable time, like noon. Or, at least, the character is awake. They don’t need to deal with being woken up at ridiculous o’clock in the morning by a boy you’ve never seen before hitting you with your pillow, which I’ve never considered lucky before now. Also, there’s a strange golden light covering the walls, floor, and ceiling of the room I share with Makenzie. When the boy sees that I’m awake, he goes over and wakes Makenzie up by grabbing her pillow and smacking her with it. Makenzie, because she’s more logical than me, screams when she sees that there’s a strange boy in our room.