Dear Diary,
Eddie and I hung out at my house after school today. We set up the lounge for a movie night. Pulling down blankets and filling the coffee tables with snacks. We even made some fried chips and melted half of my chocolate.
I didn't regret it though. After Eddie begging me to try at least one chocolate covered chip I was hooked. I think I ate most of them.
During the middle of our second movie I felt like crying. We were watching a walk to remember.
Eddie sat on the couch with my feet on his lap. Every now and then I would look at his face. I loved his hair. It was a light dirty blonde. But I also loved his silver eyes.
Eddie was a good looking guy. So I wondered...
Why was he here with me?
Love,
Annabel
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Dear Diary: My Last 100 Days
Teen FictionDear Diary, Leaving this world was not by choice. So since I had no choice I wanted to leave something precious of mine behind. With you I leave the last 100 days of my life. Love, Annabel
