Dear Diary....

The montelogue that started it all

Ok.... I'll... Tell you.... I never thought I would tell anybody... But... Here it goes... One day 2 years ago my mom died... I know you've probably heard this story 1 million times...but... Mine is different. I would always get picked on because I never had any stupid sappy mothers day cards to write I love you, or happy mothers day on. Everyday I would tell my dad I was going to the library... Really I would go to the cemetery... Me and mom would talk about grades... Read stories... But I knew she would never hear me. Then dad commuted suicide because of depression!... Now I'm here... In this orphanage.. Talking to you a physiologist.. Who says I have a problem...my only problem is living... Now all my problems will go away... If I just take one bullet.. Strait to the head... To be with them... Forever...