Dear Journal,
Hello. My name Is Katherine and I've decided to write down my memories because they're to important to forget. I live life with so many questions and getting thrown off every time I get an answer for them. Being a teenager is hard and so confusing. I shall write in hopes of some how decoding the "what's" and "if's" of life.
I will write for the ever ending questions that flow through my life that i have no apparent knowledge for but thrive for an answer. I think the biggest question I may have is simply " What's to become of me?" I think of all the possibilities that are good but I can't stop the negative. I fear of death and death alone.
People normally avoid the subject but since I can remember it's hunt me. Even more so since it's affected my life recently. My grandmother died about a couple of months ago. This is when people normally say "oh i'm sorry" or" that's terrible". The fact is i don't want them to say it's terrible or say sorry. It's not worth their breath. She meant nothing to me. She never called to say a simple word like, hi, or call me for my birthday. Why would i expect that? I mean she never even showed up for my birth.
She is infact a heartless and cruel person. People may ask why on earth would I say that or how could i even say that but they don't know the other half. She has so much to do with the pain my family has had and will till death do us part.
Love,
Katherine
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