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Dear Diary

~author's note~
Hi everyone!
This is my first wattpad story. I know that this is pretty cringe but I'm trying lol. Some of the characters are loosely based if people in my life, the same with events in this story.
I hope you like this <3
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'1 week to go:
I'm really sad to leave all my friends behind, there's Noah, the cute guy in my geography class; Lia and Millie, my favourite people at school; and most of all, my best friend, Aspen.

Aspen is like a jungle with the sun's rays shining through its canopy. I know that's a really weird description of a person but it suits her so well. She's energetic and fresh and pretty. She's got short blonde hair and brown eyes that dance when she laughs. She's got the perfect body and a perfect face. I know it sound like I'm in love with her but really I just admire her so much. Sometimes I'm jealous of her, because she's so.... Good?
But then again, I get jealous of everyone, so I guess that's an invalid excuse.

I guess I should tell you where I'm going. In a week my family is moving to a small town in the middle of nowhere that's literally called The Sticks.
I'm going to live in The fucking Sticks.
I can't say I'm too happy about the move but at least we're going to be living in the same town as Oliver, my cousin, something that I've wanted my whole life.

I guess I should tell you a bit about my family. I'll start with my parents.
My Dad's name is Paul, he's 47 years old. He's always thinking about the good old days or dreaming about how if we lived on a farm with a small cabin and a waterfall, we would all be okay. Three years ago he had a terrible accident at work, and he lost his arm. Life has been really rough on him since then. He's learned to accept the fact that he'll never get his arm back, and he's doing a lot better in the past few months, but I think another reason we're moving is so he can have a fresh start. He's never had a lot of friends, but he's always had real friends. I guess my personality is a lot like his.

My Mom's name is Sarah, she's 45.
When my dad had the accident, she gave up everything to care for him. For two years all she did every hour of the day was fuss over him. We all knew she was doing it out of love, but dad was suffocated. When he got his prosthetic arm last year, he decided he was ready to go back to work. My mom has gone fucking crazy. She so bored she's tried yoga, pottery, archery, bowling, painting, you name it.
I hope that when we move, she'll find some friends or something to keep her occupied.

Then there's my brother Leo. He would be 22 now. He died four years ago in a car crash, leaving behind his girlfriend Bella and his week old son Luca. Bella struggled so much after losing Leo, she killed herself six months later. Between Leo and Bella's deaths, and Dad's accident, it's been a rough few years, but lately things have been going okay.
I miss Leo a lot, but I'm working through it.

After my brother comes me.
I guess there's not much to say about myself but I'm sure if there's anything you need to know about me, it will come up later.

Aimee's my younger sister. She's 15 now, but in my mind she's still 11.
We're pretty different. Our style, our personality, our friend group.
We're not close, but we never really hated each other. We still get along when we are around each other.
She's pretty popular at school, she's skinny, she's pretty, and all the boys like her. She's been pretty down lately, because she know she won't have her popularity when we move. I'm trying to be there for her but it's hard when I barely know her.

Luca is my nephew.
He's 4 now. He lives with us. Not to brag, but I'm kinda his favourite person. He smart and intuitive and funny and cute. He has the sweetest smile and thick brown curls. He talks a lot, sometimes too much, but I can forgive him.

Right now, we live in a big house with a nice garden and an abundance of bedrooms. I haven't seen the new house yet, but I know it has less bedrooms.
Hopefully it won't be too bad.

Anyway I have a sleepover with Aspen tonight, so I have to go.

Signed, Viana.'

Viana sighed. That was her first time writing a journal. She never felt the need to, even in second grade when all the other girls had a diary.
But when Pinterest told her it would make her feel better, she decided to try it. She wasn't sure how she felt about it yet, but she supposed she would keep at it.

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"Vi! Shut up!" Aspen giggled and threw a pillow at her best friend. Viana had been teasing her about her crush, Henri.

"Seriously Aspen, He's perfect for you!" Viana laughed, "imagine you guys getting married and having two blond babies, and a dog, and a cat..."

"Okay, that does sound nice, but I'm only 16, I don't want kids for a loooong time." Aspen replied

They laughed a little, but then they went silent. Suddenly Aspen sobbed.
"Oh my god, Aspen, no, don't cry."

"But I'm gonna miss you so much!"

Aspen curled up next to Vi and placed her head in her friend's lap.
Vi tried to comfort her as best she could without breaking down herself.

"It's okay, we can text and call every day. And I can drive to see you sometimes, it's only five hours away."

Aspen nodded sadly, her eyes still leaving tear stains on Vi's fluffy rabbit pants that her grandma had given her.

"How the fuck am I supposed to survive in a new town without you?"
Viana groaned

"I don't know, you'll probably meet someone there and forget all about me."

"Bitch, never."