Diary,
Today is the day I officially consider you the one thing that will help me get through the day. I bet this seems weird; I have customers wondering what the hell I'm doing. Sometimes I wonder why I even bothered to start writing in you again.
Back to the customers, they've been giving me dirty looks, and I'm pretty sure I know why. Last week's scandal wasn't exactly my brightest moment, but ever since that damn brat Isaac pulled his crazy stunt on me in grade school, I've never been able to forgive him.
Attempted murder. I was charged with attempted murder.
And I got lucky and let off with a warning.
I don't care though. That scumbag deserves to meet an end someday.
~S. Henry
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General FictionSeamus Henry; a friend; a celebrity; a lunatic. This diary contains his thoughts behind his actions and his choices in life.
