JOURNAL ENTRY 1 OF MANY
This is the story that everyone knows, but now I'm the one that's living it.
Oh man, I can't believe I'm about to write about this. I never write about boys in my journal. EVER! I'd ask you to stop me before I do something stupid, but I think it's too late for that.
You can probably tell by the title that my story is well... complicated. In fact, it doesn't have an ending yet. I'm hoping that by telling you guys, life can finally seem to settle down and my heart will stop doing flips. I swear if my heart were an athlete, It'd be an Olympic gold medalist in gymnastics.
I feel like I need to introduce myself again because if your memory is anything like mine, you probably already forgot who I am.
So hello again! My name is Effie Carter. I am 21 years old and going to college. That's about it. Of course I have hobbies and a place I call home, but you'll learn about that stuff in a little bit. What you need to know now is that I am in a pickle at the moment. Actually, this moment has lasted for about 6 months now so I guess you could say that I've leveled up from a pickle to a predicament. What is it you ask? Be warned, you've just opened up Pandora's box.
Let's see where do I begin?
well.... I guess it all starts from last semester. Here goes nothing.
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It's Complicated
RomanceThis is the story that everyone knows but now I'm the one living it. It kinda goes like this: I like this boy but we're just friends. Even just liking him makes things complicated. You'd laugh if I told you that being his friend wasn't what has made...
