Dear Diary, || mfz (completed)

nine

As Mackenzie sat on her bed on her Instagram, it was blowing up with hate. She threw her phone aside, turning angry at all the haters. So she took out the only thing that keeps her calm. She pulled out her diary and pink fluffy pen and began to write.

Dear Diary,
Well, I decided I needed to lighten up and enjoy
my life as a bird flying solo. So I ditched the duffel bag
by digging a hole (with my bare hands!) by the swings of the deserted playground. Mainly because it gave away a lot,
partly because it was heavy. My stomach was angry that
I haven't been feeding it, and it hissed and growled and made
me woozy. I finally decided I needed food. Badly.
Its been exactly one day since I ran away, and the
amber alerts were still up.
Why? No one likes me.
I bet they want pity.
I left the eery little playground and continued my journey
on the hard white sidewalks of city streets.
I kept my head low and walked quickly, trying to find
some country where im not so exposed.
I finally made it past the city into the suburbs, and left there
to find some country. I was happy, because it was so peaceful and hardly any homes or people. I was still on the hunt for food,
and praying I would find something soon.
I walked the country, finally getting the courage to lift my head
and pull down my hood, considering I was burning up.
It was a great feeling, the cool air on my hot face. It smelled so nice, and it was so quite. I've grown up to the sound of cars honking and speeding by, and this change was nice.
It had to have been at least five miles. I've been walking for a long time. Im in the search for a nice home with people who don't know me.
Or I can just be a solo bird forever.
I walked my way into a nice little town, a few cars here and there, and nice little houses scattered everywhere. I looked around, spotting all these restaurants with billboards of food on them, making my mouth water and stomach ache worse. At this point I was tired and hungry, but not ready to give up. I was enjoying myself, having a blast. Okay, not really, but I would rather be here than home. As I looked around, I spotted it.
The place that finally pushed me over board.
~~~
Enough for now.
Sincerely,
Mackenzie

Mackenzie sighed and returned the diary and pen with a sigh, not ready to pick up her phone again.

A/N- yay new chapter!
Thanks sm for 188!!! :))
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-Hanna