Dear Diary

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Suraki-Chan's Diary
DEAR DIARY! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY BUT AS IF THE TIMELINE WAS PRESENT.
My blonde hair, turquoise eyes and Flannelette shirt was all seen from every corner of East Central Park. I had what was called the 'condition.' It wasn't a real thing, but others at your school believed I had a major one. They say I am Yandere and slightly insane. For one person in my  life. It was for Troy.
I  had posters and a dart board with girls that had crushes on on that board. "BULLSEYE!!"  I shouted as I  struck my  main goal, to find, to kill!
A life with Troy was all I ever wanted. A life with  happiness that I  can enjoy. I  look up as I find the fake knives hanging from my wind chime. 
I giggled as I exited my pink room with my knife in my  pocket. It was great that I  could kill people without the threat of jail. My father was the head of the police system and he didn't care if I  HAD to kill for my  love life. Every morning I  would wake up, get dressed for school, put my knife in my pocket then walk out with the simple words of "Thank you Daddy." Today however, was a regular Primary School Day. Yup, I  was  in my last year of Primary School soon off to high school. This made me think, how do I even know how to kill. Then my answer always leads to the one and only anime, Future Diary. I look up to the Yandere named as Yuno and I just couldn't wait until I was EXACTLY like her.
My friends walked up to me, Hailey, Sahara then finally Iziah. Iziah was male while the others, female. They didn't know I was the unknown killer at the school and I didn't dare tell them. It all took time and you kind of thought that they would tell then get me expelled. I never wanted to kill the girls that I did, but it was there fault that they decided to mess with me...
Xoxoxo -Suraki-Chan

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