Dear Diary,
He's gone. Eight months in prison, I've lost my best friend, my rock, my husband. I don't know how's he's gonna cope, the hard beds, the stress, his ms is going to get so much worse I know it. I miss him already. I said I would go and see him but he doesn't want to see me. Carla said that I should go and he's doing it to protect me and I really hope she's right.
Earlier Daisy told me that she was my family and Carla is Johnny's but that's where she's wrong. Carla's family just as much as she is, well Carla is more so actually. Carla has been there with me through some hardships and I'm so great full. I feel so alone without Johnny here. I'm putting on a brave face at times but I can't do it without him. How am I meant to tell people where Johnny's gone? How am I meant to do anything? Eight months seems like forever but I suppose it could be worse. I hope he'll get through this I really do. The bed. It's empty and to be honest I don't even want to be here, I'd rather sleep on the sofa, wake up and pretend it's all a dream but it's not it's a nightmare. I'm so proud of Johnny in everything and I love him more than anything, what I would give for a hug from him right now. I think I should go.
Bye
Jenny
~x~
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Dear Diary
General FictionWhile Johnny's away in prison Jenny has decided to write a diary as she counts down the days till she see him gain or he comes home. Also this is quite rushed so I apologise now but yeah.
