"An intervention really guys?" I said
"Yes, sweetie we're just worried about you." My mother said, as everyone nodded in agreement.
I glared at what my mother was holding out toward me, "Guys I know I don't think like you guys all the time but just because I don't want that fairytale love, doesn't mean I'm crazy, and it definitely could be worse."
My dad stepped forward and said, "Well at least try?" he smiled at me and I just melted, I have an especially large soft spot for my dad he has always tried his hardest to help me, and he usually was right about what I needed to do. I knew he - and everyone else in the room - were trying to do what's best for me, but I mean come on a diary I'm a sixteen year old boy!
I looked around at everyone and their smiling faces, that really just said just take the damn diary already sighed and said, "Fine!" I ripped the diary from my mother's hands and made the loudest exit I possibly could.
When I got to my room I threw the diary on my bed and stared at it all I could think was, "This is going to be fun." with more sarcasm than I should've.
Well okay, here are some warnings this story is going to have a little bit of cussing, alcohol use, serious themes(depression, suicide, family problems), but that's about it. For the most part this is a pretty laid back story, with comedy.
Izzy is a boy by the way.
Also, also enjoy the story comment lots, good or bad opinions, if it's bad just explain yourself, like give a reason as to why you didn't like it(bad grammar, dumb plot, just wasn't for you).
Well that alllllll so I hope you lovely muffins enjoy the story.
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Dear Diary
Non-FictionThe diary of Izzy's not so interesting life. Follow him on his journey to, "deal" with his feelings, and understand why he doesn't exactly feel the way about love as everyone around him does.
