Alicia gave me an apple juice box today.
it reminded me of the times i traded my lunch with friends in kindergarten. if only things could have stayed like that forever.
no worries about life, nothing to be afraid of, always under someones protection.
life is always good when you are a kid.
you don't think much of anything. so your head doesn't get confused of all the terrible things happening all around you.
you just go to the playground and make sandcastles.
sandcastles can always be rebuilt. but after you have grown up, there won't be many things to fix.
broken things tend to stay broken.
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Memoir Of An Insane
Short StoryKayla is the definition of messed up. After the traumatic events in her life, she is admitted in a mental facility, where she begins writing a diary. There, she writes down her thoughts, emotions and life. ;contains diary entries, texts, events, p...
