Dear, Diary
Although I know I won't be able to, I'd like to forget that sight that will forever mark my memories.
As I started at the unmoving bodies before me in utter horror I could do nothing to stop the person who escaped with victory. I was frozen in my spot. Unable to even take a breath correctly. The strong stench of metallic blood filling my nose.
Your probably lost Diary. So I'll explain. This is how it happened.
I was on my way home from school. And I saw shadows lurk on the sides of my house to the back. I imiadetly followed, concealing my scent.
I slowly crept behind them and watched as they pulled out swords and sliced complete and utter nothingness. Or so I thought until I saw my parents body's hit the floor.
The blood that quickly left their body's imiadetly become a pool of sickening, dark red, liquidy ooze. And all I could was stare. The guards imiadetly rushed in and everything from there seemed like a blur.
I didn't know how to feel about this. They abused me but they were still my parents. And deep down I knew I still cared.
No breath leaving there body's. There lifeless eyes stared glassily into mine. I could never forget.
I shake. Then I begin to cry.
It isn't my fault.
It isn't my fault.
It isn't my fault.
Its all my fault.
I'm sorry I failed. Mother, father. Maybe it would've been better off if I wasn't born. Then you'd still be alive.
Its all my fault.
Echoes a harsh voice in the back of my mind. I cry even more. Do you see how pathetic I am diary?
Its all my fault.
I can't write anymore. Good bye Diary.
Sincerely,
L.A.C
Date: September 14, 2010
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