November 21, 20xx
I wish I had never abandoned the mask I used to wear. Back when I was mean and angry, I didn't have to be scared of people, because they were afraid of me. It was okay that way; I liked it better when only my friends knew my true personality. Now I'm back to letting people in too easily. It hasn't been too bad yet. Most people are nice. I'm just afraid someone will say something bad while I have my guard down.
~Sam
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The Mask She Wore
RandomThe journal of a girl who broke her facade, and regretted it. Trigger Warning-Cutting, Suicide