JACKS POV
The weekend past in a blur, filled with repetitions of sleep and food. The blur was occasionally broken with phone calls. All of them were from my friends from school, asking questions. I just stared at the caller ID until they disappeared. I didn't want to talk to anyone, just to be left alone in my thoughts.
Soon, Monday came. I went through the motions of getting ready robotically. I wasn't remotely ready for the sympathy that would surely happen today, but I had to go or I would fall too far behind.
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I AM SO SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T WRITTEN. I'VE REALLY JUST BEEN LAZY. AND TIRED. MOSTLY LAZY.
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Emily Shimon's Diary
Fiksi Umum*WARNING: THIS STORY DEALS WITH MENTAL ILLNESSES, SUICIDE, RAPE, ETC. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED* Emily Shimon was a good person. She was smart, funny, nice, everything anyone aspires to be. She was a great friend, an amazing girlfriend...
