Dear diary,
today I didn't wear a flower crown.
Mother was drunk last night.
She came into my room. She told me how worthless I was. How I should never have happened.
She touched me.
I cried.
Then she hit me.
Today, I felt too dirty to wear a flower crown. I am disgustingly unfit to wear something so pretty. I am dirty. Unclean. A flower crown is pretty. A flower crown has to go on something clean. Not something dirty. Like me.
In class today,
Louis asked why I wasn't wearing my a flower crown. I couldn't answer. I was too sad to answer. I felt weak as tears filled my eyes. I am weak. Louis noticed and grabbed my hand gently before tugging me into the hallway and to the washroom.
He hugged me. Louis hugged me. He didn't know what was wrong but he said everything would be okay.
And I believe him. I believe Louis.
-Harry x
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