Dear Diary

Dear Diary: the beginning...

Dear diary...
It's April, 27 1994. I am now 17 years old and have one year left before my father the king gives me the throne. I live in A kingdom called Amares that's strict because of things that happen in past history which doesn't makes sense to me sometimes. And my father (King Arthur) just wants me to Marry a women and focus on leading the Kingdom and battling for war. I get anxious when my father tells me this like it's an order a duty. And that's not what I want I want to live I want to be happy and I'm not Marrying a women as in an arranged marriage I want to marry out of love, compassion, happiness, loyalty, trust and passion I want to fall madly in love with someone not just because someone wants me too but that someone is somewhere out there has to be. But for now my father and the guards and butlers have been trying to teach me how to rule be smarter take control and etc. And so far it been going good and it has gotten easier after time but as you know what they say its hard before it gets easy. One of the servants just came in and told me my father is waiting for me at the dinner table so I'll have to go no one must no about this after all it's the only thing keeping me from....ok I have to leave this for tomorrow goodbye me....

—————-The next day—————-
Dear diary
Dinner went...ok at first but went down hill the next. I don't know what I'm supposed to do anymore and I'm overthinking everything and my mind feels like it's spinning of memories and emotions and it's...overwhelming and hard to put into words. And I'm lost and confused and heart broken because I put my trust only for them to throw it away like it nothing. It's like my heart is glass it's feels like it gets shattered everyday till it's get into a million pieces only to get repaired some how but never the same....My heart will never be the same. My eyes dread in horror by the memories that continues to hunt me the memories no one sees in me like I've forgotten but I will never forget......
——————day 3——————
Dear diary
Yesterday I left my book un-continued behind the picture hung up above my bed so no one finds this it might ruin me it might end me it might bring back the things that hunt me especially in the wrongs hands which seems to me to be everywhere. Yesterday I haven't explained to this book what hunts me but today is the day I'll write it. It all started in 1987 (Me Williams was just 10 years old keep in mind) we were happy all of us taking a break from the royal life me my father and...my mother no one knew where we were so we wouldn't be threatened but only our most trusted butler knew. I was out side just after the sun was about to set. I played with a ball I kicked it and it landed across the bushes landing in between  the trees as I went to get it....I heard a scream....a scream of pain and horror....my heart sank inside my body as it dropped my dad ran as I heard a loud bang three times my dad saw me before they could I ran for my life trying not to look back as my tears felt like I was making a tsunami or as I was draining all the water from my body by crying. My dad was sobbing just as much as me we ran and ran until we were far and safe we found a ditch and took cover there he tried to find any wounds on me to see if we could heal them. He ended up having a big scare on the right side of his belly till this day. I asked my father what had happened and at first he refused to tell me but he new I had to know or this would have ruined me if I found out any later....my mom never followed never came nothing....he told me.....she had passed...away SHE DIED my own mother and that's not the worst of all it's who had killed her and it was.....Prince Michael my uncle I found out a few days later it was him because he had asked all the butlers or only the ones he thought would know. He was jealous. Of what my dad has accomplished the life and family he created so he wanted to ruin it destroy it he wanted to rule the kingdom I never got to say goodbye....not to my mom I didn't even get to see her....my heart has never changed never moved on never healed it will forever be swollen and broken and shall never be fixed that's the memory the moment the day that ruined my life.....and till this day we can no longer find him and our butler is in the donjon and will remain there forever as they say. As I wrote this in tears I want to burn this book when I finish it as I never want to hear the words....her scream lives ringing in my head every time a memory of her comes and that is why this will burn so every emotion that consumes me is burned in a fire of pain and misery. Goodbye me for now atleast......