Dear Diary,
The flashbacks aren’t stopping this time. Eyes open, eyes closed, it doesn’t matter. I see his face coming closer. I feel his hands sliding down my body. I hear screams echoing down the corridor, the word no ripped from my throat over and over again. And the flashbacks make me relive it endlessly. I wish it would all stop. Sarah is making tea to help me calm down but no amount of tea can soothe this pain.
-Lilah
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Dear Diary
General FictionDear Diary is a story in Diary Entry format from the point of view of a twenty year old named Lilah, who balances work and school while fighting her personal demons.
