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• Shaniyah •
Entry 35: "Sometimes I wonder what's wrong with me. It's like I just get these balls of anger and I can't take them out without burning myself or someone else. I don't know how to be okay. Sometimes I feel fine but then this feelings of something heavy weighing over my chest returns and it's like I can't speak, eat or sleep. I hate being broken. I wish I was normal."
Once I started reading I couldn't stop reading. I also couldn't help as more and more tears fell down my face. My baby was so hurt and all I did was show anger and disappointment towards her.
Entry36: angry isn't even a way to describe how I feel nowadays, I'd rather be high twenty for sevens. I keep hurting the people I love and I don't know who I am anymore. Everyone wants me to feel okay again but I just can't. Tired, aggravated and boredom, that's all I feel. Sometimes I missed being a kid. The world was so much better back then. I was too young to understand that my family was broken, that my mom was the reason for so many peoples heartbreak. That I'd follow in her footsteps."
I stoped reading to take a deep breathe. I wasn't angry at for what she was saying because it was true but I can't lie and say it doesn't hurt that my own child sees me this way.
—"Maybe junior was right, we're the only ones who can understand each other, who can love each other."
I had my suspicions but after that sentence I knew that she was there. She was with him. I grabbed the book and ran downstairs to my car. I ignored jades calls.
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She watched him silently as he sat in between two randoms girls, they were all over him and she couldn't help but get jealous. For the past six weeks he had been telling her how special she was, how beautiful and that he was the only one who could love and understand her. That she was all he wanted yet there he was smiling in their faces as they flirted.
She didn't deserve to be treated like a nobody, like a whore who was only useful when he wanted sex.
"Junior, have you seen my jacket?" She asked searching around the messy room for her coat but it was no use.
He ignored her continuing his conversation with the two girls, she sighed, "Junior." She called again and finally he looked over at her
"What?" He asked, the annoyance clear in his tone, "My jacket have you seen it?"
"No. Why, where are you going?" "I'm leaving." Was all she said
