They were right. And I knew they were, yet I didn't care. I was too stubborn. I had made my decision and I wasn't going back, no matter what anyone said. I wanted to make a point. I wanted to see if anyone noticed I left, if anyone cared.
And that meant leaving my best friends: Sarah, Gwen, and Rachael. My friends. My family. My home.
All because I wanted to prove a point.
I had these fantasies that everything would be perfect.
So I left, to go live with my Mom and sister, and I thought my step dad too.
And now I wish I never would have left.
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Dear Diary
Teen FictionYou probably think I'm crazy for writing my diary online where everyone can see it. Hell, I think I'm crazy. But I'm not just writing my diary, I'm writing memories and songs too. I might regret this later, but who cares? I need to get this outta my...
