dear diary
this is my fiftieth week in high school and it's taking forever to die.
i know my body is ready to go.
and stopped the bleeding.
but i can't bear to leave my beautiful mom.
who is crying her heart out.
portraying her life without me.
mom: it's Saturday
me: what about it?
mom: it's a good day to die
me: how can it be? you know i hate Saturdays!
mom: then it's Sunday
me: ether way i hate the plan
mom: me too
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!!!
