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diary entry #1

dear diary,
my mum made me do this, she thinks it will help with my anger issues or something. It's so stupid but i want to make her happy so i guess i'm a diary writer now. Today was my first day back at school since the accident, it was weird. everyone staring, judging, whispering about me when i turn the corners of the corridors. it's funny really. i was always that kid who didn't care about what other people said, but now it's totally different. all my friends feel guilty for what happened, my teachers saying ' they want the best for me'. it's all useless. i haven't been at school for just over 6 months, surely by now people will realise i don't want help or therapy or a stupid diary that only freaks write in. i had english with miss moline today. it was alright i guess. she's one of those teachers who just gets on with it. no messing around. no talking. no fun. the only good thing about the class is... her. esther white. shes been my best friend since we were 5. i know. crazy right. we do everything together. our parents are friends and her brother and mine get along well too. almost every person at school thinks we are together but unfortunately- we are not. bummer.  i better be going, can't be late for football practice.
                                   
                                     - zade black

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