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extra chapter

July 5

 

Even though I’ve been here for a month or so, I can’t stop thinking about my old life back in Minnesota. I know I shouldn’t but it’s always what I dream about. It’s all that goes through my head. I’m fine otherwise; I found an amazing coffee shop down the street.

 

I forgot to mention the fact that I went shopping with Liam Payne! I can’t believe it! I went to go text him that night until I realised that we didn’t exchange numbers, I’m such an idiot. But it’s alright since I found a job offering at Syco to become Simon Cowell’s assistant. Not the best job but it pays well and he’s Simon Cowell! I’m meeting with him tomorrow to discuss his schedule and for him to see if he likes me enough to hire me. It’s a big thing, isn’t it?

 

I sincerely apologise for not writing in a while, but I’ve been busy trying to get past the tourist state, which I did a while back. I must say that I don’t regret leaving home, it was actually the best decision I’ve ever made, not like I’ve made a lot. I got away from all of my worries.

 

Even though I left my best friend Alyssa. She was my only friend and I was her only friend also. It isn’t as bad as you think though, it was so much easier. She was the only person I told about my father, I don’t plan on telling anyone else either, it’s in the past now. Abigail and Alyssa, just the way I liked it. I left her without a warning and I haven’t spoken to her since the plane ride. She was going through the same things I was, even though it was her mother instead of her father.

 

Alyssa’s parents got divorced because her mum was getting addicted to drugs, she still is nowadays. I know I shouldn’t, but I pity her. She puts on a fake smile every single day just to hide her depression. Not that her doctor diagnosed her, no. I can just tell by looking at her, even though others can’t. She is my best friend after all. She’s very strong though, I admire her for that. And thinking about her makes me miss her incredibly. I’ll make sure to call her later today.

 

I do think I’m better on my own, I get to choose exactly what I want to do with my life. I was born to be free, I was born to run away and live by myself. Or at least, I think so. The fact that there’s no one to tell you off, or tell you to ditch your dreams, like my father.

 

Well guess what, dad? I achieved my dreams. I made it.

 

Anyways, I’ve been writing more songs, they’re not very good but I’m pretty proud of them! I’ve recently finished one that I called Welcome To My Life but I won’t write the lyrics on here. It basically sums up my life and what I’ve been through. It probably one of my favourites so far. I would like to record it someday. Anyways, it’s getting late so I think I’m going to go to bed.

 

Love,

 

Abigail. 

 

 

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Sorry, I know it's short but I had an extra chapter and I felt like posting it since it's a diary entry. Anyways, hope you liked it!