Taylor's diary (gxg)

Chapter 1... Dear diary≧◉◡◉≦

Introducing Taylor Swift,

Age: 18
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Soulful😔
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Hi everyone✌️ this took long to write😪 but so sorry🥺, and sorry for the emoji's😶also,  I just love emojis too much😁.
I'm mad at Wattpad😳 so I'm sorry if the first chapter didn't meet your expectations😄.
So sorry!😔😌😏

POV (TAYLOR) 🎨

Dear diary, 📔

I've messed up 😣 – my mom's sending me to a boarding school down north. 🌍 It's a small boarding school that is poorly constructed, and no kid wants to go there. 🏫💔

A rumor spread out last year about a girl dying just after a week of staying there. 😨 It has really scary rumors, and now I'm being sent there without my phone. 📱😱 My mom and stepdad literally turned me into a f***ing hostage. 🔒😤

But good grief, I get to be on my own for today and create characters in my head. Bye! 👋👩‍🎨

I closed my journal and picked up a paintbrush and the ink pad. 🎨 This time, I wasn't going to write; I was going to paint the girl that kept showing up in my dream every night. 💭👩‍🎨 Doesn't make sense, right? 🤔❓

Ever since I saw the back view of a random girl a year ago, she kept appearing all over and over again. 👀👤

I emptied my closet, and I couldn't seem to pick out one outfit – they all looked the same to me. 👗🤷‍♀️ So, I just put them in, but they all didn't fit in. "Taylor!" I heard my mom call from the living room, and I frowned. 😒

"Shut your trap!" 🤫 I found myself murmuring to myself, my silly nature of talking to myself. I lifted my luggage and took a good look at myself before heading out. 🧳🚶‍♀️

I dragged the luggage in my hand and hesitated before finally opening the door. I sighed at the sight of my almost empty room and slammed the door shut. 🚪😤

"What have you been doing! You had only one job! You just had to...." "Can you just shut...." My voice trailed off as I stopped my sentence halfway. She looked at me with disdain, and I couldn't care less. "I meant to say shut the door... And by the way, your boobs got bigger," I smirked at her, and she looked like she didn't get any sleep. 🤨😴

Pale face, baggy eyes, white lips – she looks like a fu*king ghost bride, to be honest. 👰👻 "Why are you looking at me like that?" She questioned, her expression shifting from calm to weird. 😕🤷‍♀️

"Cause you wake up in the morning, and the next thing you do is to let your ugly face into the living room and yell at me. You look like a fu*king Chinese ghost," I said loudly, and she charged at me. 😠🏃‍♀️💨

"Oh, hell no, I'm not taking your bullshit anymore. You need some beatings," she threatened, and my temper grew worse. "I dare you to hit me!" I yelled, and she landed a slap on my left cheek. 👋👊

"Don't you dare talk to me like that," she yelled, and I laughed in a sarcastic way. "Good luck with your husband... I wish you both bad luck," I dragged my luggage through the main entrance, and the car was ready outside. 🚗✌️

I sat in the car without saying a word as I looked out the window. I let my tears flow down freely as I thought about her palm – she never touched me for 5 years, and we have been quite distant for too long. I guess we started to drift apart slowly. 😔💔💧

I thought my tears had dried up, but they're back. It's been years since I last shed a tear, and now it's just coming out freely. 💧😭

I just wanted to feel her touch on my face like she did 16 years ago. I just wanted to feel her warmth. She didn't have to be so hard on me. "Are you okay?" The driver asked, and I shot him a bad look with my teary eyes through the mirror. 👀😡