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Diary Entry Aug/22/15
today, as always was a blur i had one lonely breakfast with my devil of an aunt, went to class with people calling me fat, worthless, attention seeker.
these kind of things don't hurt me, anymore. but what does hurt me is when my biggest school crush, a guy with gorgeous blond smokey hair, and bright blue eyes, Luke Hemming's
well I thought I had a crush on him, until today at 3rd period when I had to do my history presentation Luke yelled o-

"Delilah did you touch my money I had?" "No aunt Janie I didn't did you check your purse" I said
"Yes why wouldn't I you du- never mind bye make yourself some dinner I'll be back"
"Hopefully not" I mumbled to myself and carried on writing.

-ut how come you didn't die with your mother, it would help a lot of people out then he winked at me. my heart sank to the lowest of low i felt tears build in my eyes and i walked into the girls bathroom and pulled out my razor and wrote sad songs along my wrists in languages only I could understand. after being 4 months clean, doing this made me feel a little bit less hurt and more disappointed in myself. but for some odd reason it made me feel me again for the first time since dad went into the coma. and the sad part is the only person I can talk to without having to lie is my stupid paperback diary.

I closed my diary and just sat there on my bed thinking about what it would be like if my life was normal. A mom and dad to cook you dinner then watch a movie afterwards, them always being there for me and my mom giving me the best advice and my dad teaching me the ways to get by in life.
These wonderful thoughts dozed me off to sleep, I woke up at 5 am and got up and just sat up and looked at my scars and remembered that I had to go to school and see Luke's face again today. Even though it was early I thought I should get ready. I put on a long sleeve baseball style shirt, a pair of roots sweat pants I put my hair in a bun put on some mascara and grabbed my bag.
I looked into the mirror; there is one more week left of exams I could care less of what people thought of my outfit.
I grabbed 10 dollars off my dresser and went downstairs. I didn't bother packing a lunch, because if maybe I got hungry I could just buy a burger or something.
I brushed my teeth and grabbed my car keys and drove you school.
I always listen to GreenDay's 21 guns before I went to school every day. Something about the lyrics completely related to me and it made me feel somewhere in between happy and sad.
As I parked my car I grabbed my headphones and my phone and put on some linkin park. Electronic punk made me feel like I could rule the world. Then reality hit me when I was walking across the front grass, completely dazed into the wonderful music I bumped into someone my earbuds fell out and my books fell onto the grass.
I didn't care that much until I looked up and saw some cute guy standing right in front of me. A cute little cloud on his wrist and fluffy hair. I felt stupid thinking that someone like him could like me.
"I'm so sorry, hey aren't you in my history class; Delilah right?"
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HEY GUYS ITS ME AND JM REALLY PROUD OF THIS NEW BOOK IM WRITING IT IS REALLY FUN AND I HAVE SO MANY PLOT TWISTS COMIGN UP YOU DONT EVEN KNOW I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS AND HAVE FUN READING!

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