Dear diary,
I know I'm popular in school and everyone's kind to me, but I really don't know what they see in me. I'm a murderer. I killed my mum. Every time my dad beats me he makes sure I know it, but there's no need. I saw it with my own eyes. The fire. I'm a murderer. Everyone should know it. That's why I do this, but nobody knows, just me and my dad, if you can call him that. But I'm glad he beats me. I killed my little sister and my mum I deserve this I deserve;
to die.
Dyanna
