November 12th
Dear Diary,
Hello, sorry I haven’t been writing the past couple of days, I have been getting used to the whole living in a tree thing. By the way from now on I have decided to not write everyday it would just give you a much broader view of how much my life sucks and how I deserve what I want.
Well where was I, oh yes of course how could I forget, my aunt. For future references, I might get a little “Emotional.” From time to time, But that’s just because I have been dealing with this crap since I was born. Anyway, sorry I know I am rambling.
My aunt had always hated me, most aunts would give you a gentle smile when you came over with your parents and hug you tightly or at least pinch your cheeks! But no I just go the kind words that and I quote “Dump the useless kid in the back and grab me a drink will ya?” WHAT THE HELL IS THAT! AND NOW I’m LIVING WITH THAT MONSTER! Don’t you agree, I mean it’s not just me right? But no I guess I am useless, I guess I am just space, I guess I do have nothing but air between my ears. Oh well I guess... But at least I know these hard cold facts and am not trying to fill my head with ridiculous things like I have just had a bad childhood. Fuck That. Well there you go, I bet your thrilled to have gotten to know my aunt.
More from my past that adds up to why I want to die? There’s nothing much else, you know just being called ass-hole, useless, fuck up, and also being told I’m hated by everyone. That kind of stings you know? But maybe you don’t. I’m not saying that people don’t have their own problems. I know they do. But Mine has an easy solution…
Have you ever slept in a tree? Well it sucks, and my tree is standing right next to a lake, GOD WHY DOES IT TAUNT ME! I’M TRYING TO STAY STRONG AND STUBBORN BUT HELL IT HURTS!!!
Shit a squirrel … ugh I guess I’ll be back soon if this lake doesn’t lure me in. Bye…
YOU ARE READING
Diary of an Unloved
HorrorThe Anonymous diary of a suicidal who wont commit suicide and trys to conivice anyone to do the deed for him, but he might not always want the job done. Things change. Let me know what you think of my fictional story!!
