Dear Diary, (August 7, 2007)
Today was my mother's funeral, and it was hard. Not many people showed up, but the ones that did all gave me dirty looks as if I did this on purpose to her. We were in a car accident because some truck driver hit us from oncoming traffic. She swerved so that we would just hit her and right before he did, she turned and said, "I love you." The next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital bed all alone...
Dear Diary, (September 1, 2007)
I don't know which is worse, coming home or going to school. At school I have no friends and the only person I know is my twin brother Danny, he doesn't talk to me anymore since mom died, I think he thinks it's my fault and I know it isn't but it feels like it is. Anyway, at home I feel like I took over my mother's role to my father. It's like I'm his wife but instead of it being sweet like husband and wife it's harsh. He beats me and does whatever he likes. I know I'm just doing the pros and cons of which is worse but I think school is worse because no one acknowledges me there and if one person did, then my life wouldn't be so bad... well, It's time for me to go to sleep now, I'll talk to you tomorrow! Night!
Dear Diary, (September 2, 2007)
I made a friend today!!! He is really kind and nice and I like him a lot. Even though he doesn't go to my school and I just talk to him online, but I can tell he can be really sweet. (: Maybe I can tell him my secret one day and then I won't feel so alone anymore. Well, good night, I'll talk to you soon.
Dear Diary, (September 21. 2001)
It was all a hoax! I told him that I liked him more than a friend and when I went to school the next day there was pictures of me EVERY WHERE saying gay boy, fag, and more. When I looked at my brother I saw him LAUGHING at me! After that I couldn't take it anymore and I ran home and went to my room to cry it out but that didn't happen. I ran into my dad and he smacked me across the face.
"So you like dick huh?" he asked me, "Well I'll give you some!" and he took me right on the spot. After it was over I passed out and woke up from Danny kicking me.
"Get up fag boy, you need to make dinner for me cause I'm starved," he said.
"Make it yourself, I'm through trying to make you happy," I told him trying to stand up for myself. As I stood to my feet I heard a laughter coming from him and gave him a weird look.
"I didn't believe him at first, but man did he do a number on you," Danny said and laughed even harder. I looked at myself and noticed the bruises and marks all over my naked body and ran to my room.
Why does life have to be so cruel!"
Dear Diary, (October 10, 2007)
I've been avoiding my dad ever since he raped me by stay at the school as long as possible. All the kids still make fun of me but I ignore them to the best of my ability. Even though things are horrible right now, I just know they will get better. This is my last year in high school and I have already been accepted into Harvard University on a full scholarship, thanks to my big brain and my mom. I'll be able to start over again and make friends this time. I can't wait until I get to Harvard!
Dear Diary, (October 12, 2007)
I just found out today that I can graduate earlier than expected! My school's principle Mr. T called me into his office and talked to me today. I just need to fill out some paperwork, and since I am eighteen already, I don't need my father's signature on any of them! This is great, things are really turning around, I just knew that they would! :D Some of my things are already packed and I have some money saved up from Christmas and birthdays for school too! As soon as I hand in the papers I just have to take some tests and then I'm off to Harvard!
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Short StoryIt is written from the perspective of a boy writing in his diary, which is sort of like a person to him.