Talk:Spencer Hastings/@comment-10155558-20130307001447

 "I fell down in the woods, when I was running. I fell down and I looked at the ground and I saw my hand and my sleeve and the little button on my sleeve and some dirt and an old acorn and I said to myself: "Okay, if this is the last thing, that you ever see…I can handle that. I’m done. I’ve had enough." But it wasn’t the last thing that I saw. I just kept going.

 But how do you keep going when the worst thing has happened? What do you have to change inside to survive? How do you have to become--

 Sorry, I don’t expect you guys to understand. You don’t know me.

I’m sorry, but that’s true. You don’t know who I am any more. And you can’t count on me."

-- Spencer Hastings.