Nothing helped. I was miserable. Only three days left until school started and I was so depressed it wasn't even funny.
I kept eyeing the scissors on my dresser, but every time I looked at them Daniel caught me. "No," he would say. Or, "Was one trip to the E.R. not enough?"
I looked at Dan.
"Life's a jerk, Dan."
"I know, love," he whispered. He was almost as depressed as I was.
"My birthday is tomorrow, Dan. What am I going to do?"
He sighed. "I don't know."
The funeral had been yesterday. We were both miserable there, neither one of us wanting to be there. I was pretty sure Mom's friends hadn't wanted to be there, to see me, under those circumstances, either.
"Dan, can we... go do something?"
"Like what, love?"
"Let's go back to the mall." I smiled. "Hey... wait. Didn't you used to have a job at that mall?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering. How do you have any money left then, if you don't work there anymore?"
"Being widely known pays off." He said with a small wink.
"Oh. Duh."
"Anyway, love, let's go to the mall." He grabbed my hand and walked us to his car.
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I sat there, in The Dungeon, my bags from the mall all around me, and wrote in my journal. I decided to go five secrets at a time.
Secret Sixteen) My life will never feel complete without my mom. She meant everything to me. I don't know how I'll live without her.
Secret Seventeen) I'm scared of the world. It's big, and easy to get lost in.
Secret Eighteen) I will always remember three words. Fierce. Flawless. Unafraid.
Secret Nineteen) I've never cursed in my life.
Secret Twenty) My lowest grade on a report card was a 95.
I sighed at how lame some of my secrets were. Just like me. Lame.
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