The Undoing of Elijah Carter

01. Entry One - Annie

September 9th, 2015

Diary,
Well hi there.
This is.. odd, I feel like a middle school-er writing in a diary.. but my mother thinks it might be good for me. You see, it's been a rough couple of months. A lot of shit has happened to me that I can't even begin to understand or comprehend. It's making me crazy. Well, crazier than I already am I guess.

My therapist told me that writing everything down might help me understand what's going on. Maybe it would make things clearer for me. I sure hope so, because currently.. everything is a big knot inside of my mind.

My name is Annie Miller, well my name is actually Annabelle but that's just so formal. Annie suits me better, I think. It's nice to meet you Diary. Can I call you diary? Maybe I should stick with journal, or my book. How about I just call you friend? I mean that's what you are, you're listening to my problems. Except you're the best type of friend since you can't talk back.

Well, friend.. where should I start? Ms. Andie, my therapist, told me to start when the odd things began. But finding a starting point it always hard, since it's been my whole life. But the voices.. well the voices began when I met Daniel Corsbey.

It was March of 2015. I was nearing my graduation of high school. Excitement was in the air as us seniors could basically taste the freedom that was about to come. We all knew that in a couple short months we would be accomplishing the first major event of our lives. We would have to continue on to growing up and becoming real adults.

My best friend Kat had gotten accepted into Stanford, a place she dreamed of going to, but never expected it to be a reality. I remember when she got the letter, she sat across from me in her bedroom as we sat on her bed.

"What if I didn't make it?" Her voice was soft and she grasped tightly onto the letter.

"Don't be crazy, of course they accepted you. You've had a 4.0 since you were teething." We laughed together and she looked at me with worried eyes. " C'mon Kat, open the letter."She let out a deep breath I don't think she knew that she was holding.

"Okay." She said softly, and her small hands ripped open the seal as she pulled out the letter.We were silent, before a scream of happiness erupted from her lips. "I DID IT!"

Ever since then she had been slowly packing her room that she had lived in ever since she was born. She was leaving to make her own life some place else, and I was so happy for her.

I was planning on going to San Diego State, a place I had dreamed about going ever since I was in 5th grade. I remember sending in my application with a shaky hand, and praying to God that I would be accepted. But, unlike Kat, the letter wasn't something to scream about, it was a letter saying that I wouldn't be a student next fall. The shame I felt was overbearing, all my friends were going to places far away, places. Everywhere that I had applied, all denied me. All of my plans.. everything I had waited for was ruined.

I was pretty upset for awhile, though I encouraged my friends and helped them get ready for everything, but at the same time tried to figure out what I would do with myself next year. I did find something, or rather, someone who gave me hope that my life could still be successful.

Daniel.

Daniel was in my English class. He was adorable, He had shaggy blonde hair that fell just above his eyebrows, and dark brown eyes that were filled with so much love and emotion in them. He wasn't the most handsome man in the world, but to me, he was absolutely adorable.

Since we were seniors we got to chose where we sat, and I sat on the wall, two seats from the back. I was next to my acquaintance Sam, who always was fiddling with her brown hair and telling me about global warming, or how we needed to save the fish in the ocean because of all the garbage. I always listened while also attempting to focus on my school work.