Prologue

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"Dear diary.." I muttered under her breath. I have been trying hard to release the feelings that are bottled up inside me. To let out all the remorse and guilt that I've been carrying since that night. But what do you reckon I write? The what ifs? What she shouldn't have done? It never really mattered since in everyone else's eyes, it was all my fault. It always was.

"Ugh she said this would help!" I angrily tore the paper off the binder and crumpled it into a ball. Sadly, she missed it. What did I ever do to deserve this?

"Oh fuck it whatever. I hate this." I cussed silently. 

-Kai 



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