Dear diary
When people ask about my depression, they usually ask me if I am suicidal. This is a question to which the answer is both yes and no. I don't think I could ever and my life because I'm a weak person and I have a family to think about. I don't want to imagine all of my friends and family standing at my grave blaming themselves for something that is completely out of their control. Yet most days I fall asleep wishing I wouldn't wake up, that I could be some part of a freak accident and die. I know how selfish that sounds, I know that there are so many people dying out there to pray for their lives and I want to throw mine away. The truth is I'm already dead. The person I used to be died a long time ago. That girl cared about school and what her parents thought of her. That girl laughed and looked forward to life. She wanted to achieve so many things, she wanted to grow up and live a fulfilling life. She's gone and I'm the ghost she left behind.
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Dear Diary
Teen FictionA teenage girl goes through some rough patches in her life and has no one to talk to so instead she writes… in her diary. Her diary is like an escape from the rest of the world. While she writes page after page she figures out that her diary is the...
