Diary Entry 1

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DIARY ENTRY 001
6:15 PM, MAY 15TH

Dear diary, I'm only doing this because my school counselor said it would help with my moods. She says I have anger issues, but it's bullshit. You are who you are, you're not angry, it's just part of your personality.

This week I've been sent out of class 6 times. I don't know why, I just boil over and either break something or cry. When my parents moved to this town I have no clue what they were thinking. It's a goddamn waste land? Seriously, everyone here has no fucking life. Nobody here has ever done anything that matters. There's no future Mark Zuckerberg living here, I'll tell you that.

My mom and I fight a lot, and my dad and I don't really have any reactions whatsoever. My mom always yells at me, and I get so uncomfortable when people do so. It's not that when she asks me to do something I don't want to do it, it's just that her tone pisses me off. She knows it does too, so I don't know why she continues to do it when she knows it isn't effective. When she yells I do the opposite of what she's asking me to do.

Moving onto me. There's not much to me. I'm Adrianna. For half my life I lived in the city, now I live in Illinois, and no, not Chicago, no, I live in a tiny town nobody gives a shit about. Like I said for the last few years I've been having 'anger issues', and also a few other things that don't matter. I don't really have many friends. Sometimes I hang out with this guy Robin and his friends, but I'm not in the inner circle much.

That's all for today cause I don't know what else to write. Bye.

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