Forgotten memory (Justin bieber story)

Prologue

Dear Diary

Today I met this boy while I was wondering around the streets in Stratford. I was wasn't paying attention to where I was walking and bumped right into him. I looked up and he had the most amazing brown eyes that anyone could get lost in, his pink heart shaped lips looked so kissable, his hair was a shade of dark blond that was spiked on the top of his head. He was shirtless, I guess he
was out for a run because he had balls of sweat dripping down his perfectly shaped abs. His left arm was covered in tattoos as well as some on his chest. He smiled at me showing his perfect white teeth and helped me up of the ground. When our hands touched it was like bolts of electricity, my stomach filled with butterflies. He told me his name was Justin. Hot name, hot boy, perfect combo. That's when I received a call from my older sister, Amanda, she's 25 and lives with her boyfriend, Jacob, who's 28. She told me I had to come home because it's starting to get dark out. This made me sad because I know I will never be able to see Justin again because once I close my eyes and go to sleep, he becomes a forgotten memory......,

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You think your life is hard well you haven't seen mine. You hate school, yet I would kill to be able to go and be normal, you have friends and some are even fake who just use you so they don't have to be lonely, yet I don't even have one because why would someone wanna friends with a freak like me and lastly you can actually have a life were you can go out live your dreams, become who you want, have a future with wonderful husband or wife and beautiful little children running around causing a mess. I wish I'm able to have that, I would do anything to be able to have my normal life back. All that changed on 6th of June 2008....

You're probably thinking who I am. Hi my name is Juliet Smith, I have long brown hair that fades into a light brown and goes down to my waist. My eyes are a shade of deep chocolate brown, I guess I could say I'm tan but I'm slowing losing it and going back to my somewhat pale skin colour. I'm quiet tall, I'm about 5'9 and I'm 19 years old, but when I wake up in the morning I'm 15.... I live with my older sister, Amanda and her boyfriend Jacob. We recently moved to Canada from Australia because my sister says that it's best for me to leave.... Well that is what I get told every morning when I wake up.

Now you're thinking what is this crazy chick talking about? Well let me explain from when this all started! When my life was no longer normal.....

It was June 6th of 2008, also know as my birthday. Me and my family well most of my family, it was just my mum Jackie, my father John, and I heading of to dreamworld to spend the day together because my sister had to work. Everything was normal, I was listening to music on my iPod not paying attention to the outside world, just me and my thoughts. My mum and dad would casually talk, everything was normal and everyone was happy...... That's when it hit! I was told it was a drunk truck driver that was hit us but I don't remember any of this, the last memory I have was the day before the accident. My
Parents died instantly on the scene. I guess you could say u was lucky but not really if I had to choose between my life now and death, I would gladly choose death. The accident caused very serious damage to my brain, to only one part and that is my memory, my short term memory. I can't take in new informations, I can't have new memories. When I go to sleep it's like nothing happen, the accident never happen, my parents not dying. when I wake up it's like my birthday all over again, it's like the 6th of June 2008 when I wake up. Every morning I get scared because I'm different, I look in the mirror and see long brown hair instead of short brown hair. I see a girl who looks 19 not 15. That's why i have my diary it helps me remember the important stuff like the accident.

So here I am now it's been exactly 5 years since the the accident or so I've been told. Its also my birthday. Wow what way to start my birthday, crying. I was currently reading my diary learning about the accident again, hearing how I have no parents and my friends didn't want anything to do with me anymore because I forget about them the next day, reading how I won't be able to have a life or children because they would just become a forgotten memory the next day...........

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