dear diary
this is my tenth week in high school and since becky was a bit sick, i hanged out with landon.
whom i go with the same art class.
and he turned out just fine, because he always try to made me laugh.
even at lunch time.
landon: are you scared?
me: about what?
landon: umm... death?
me: no, actually, i'm scared to live.
YOU ARE READING
Fallen Girl
Short StoryMary's dead. But she's still breathing. That's the problem. TRIGGER WARNING: DEADLY DISEASE, HARD TOPICS LIKE DEATH AND HEARTBREAK!!!
