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DEAR DIARY.

HERE I AM, 3 DAYS AFTER MY FAILED SUICIDE AND I'M FEELING SHITTY. SO I WENT TO THERAPY. IT MADE ME FEEL EVEN MORE SHITTY, SO I CAME HOME. I THINK KIAN FOLLOWED ME. HE'S HOT. BUT I'M GAY. I'VE NEVER FOUND A GUY HOT BEFORE. EVER. I'M GAY, REMEMBER.

"Ash! What're you doing?" Noah shouted.

"Nothing!" I shouted back, a bit quieter than Noah, quickly shutting my diary and throwing it under a pile of books as I heard her coming upstairs.

"You're not doing things you shouldn't, are you?" I shook my head, and smiled.

"Promise?"

"Promise."

She smiled a weak smile, and left my room, if it wasn't for Noah I'd be dead right now. Which sounds like heaven to me.

I had no energy to do anything, so I cleaned up my room a bit. It was a mess, I had books scattered all over my desk, and my pillows weren't straight. How awful.

Only 16 days until I can finally get away from here, I'm escaping to England, having a fresh start, I can't wait to get away from here. I'll miss Noah of course, but she's better off without me. No more hospital, or therapy trips, no more nothing, I'm going to be fine, I swear.

I've been saving up for this for a while now, I've got at least 1000 dollars saved, I've got a little place I can rent, and it will all be fine. Not long now.

EW
I wrote this chapter ages ago and completely forgot to post it, I hate it but I cba changing anything '-'

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