Rilaya: The Beauty and the Broken

Chapter 1.

Maya's POV

Hi
My name is Maya Hart
I know I probably sound stupid saying hi to my dairy, but honestly I have no one else to talk to. I'm hoping this works.
Okay. Here goes.
I'm Maya, age 12, daughter of Katy and Kermit. My father, Kermit, left me and my mom before I was born. He has a new family, somewhere nice, in France, living the perfect life I'd imagine. My mother however still 'lives' with me here in New York. Although she spends days on end out, getting drunk maybe high I don't know. She's usually gone 4-5 days minimum, leaving me with a packet of biscuits, nothing more, maybe 1 or 2 microwave dinners if she's going to be long. I've learnt to raise myself, I'd rather not get anyone involved; I don't like hurting people.
Anyway
You'll hear more of that another day.
I start 7th grade tomorrow. New school, new classrooms, new teachers, new students. There's a little something inside me that hopes for a friend this year, but then again I might hurt them...
Anyway
It's getting late, I must go.
Good night diary.

I closed my diary and returned it to the locked draw in my bedside table; I kept the key in a little box taped to the underneath of the nightstand. My watch told me that it was almost midnight. My room was dark except for the area around my window. If you could even call it a window. There was no glass, just a frame and some wooden planks that had been nailed to it.
Climbing into bed, I found it almost impossible to sleep with the raging noises of the city streets all around me.
Eventually I fell asleep, or passed out from exhaustion. Both of which is okay with me to be honest.
Anything for some rest.

Authors note

I hope this book is okay so far, first I've ever written. Let me know if you liked it or not. More chapters will be on their way.

Thanks guys c: