Thursday Jan 2.
She's still not back.
I haven't slept since the last time I wrote. 6 days without sleep I'm probably going crazy, but I feel oddly peaceful. Like I'm floating in heaven. Maybe I am in heaven.
If this is heaven I like it here. This is better than I expected it to be. I am a little disappointed that I don't have wings. But hey beggars can't be choosers.
~Meiko
Sunday Jan 5.
I wasn't dead. I wasn't in heaven.
I looked it up online. Apparently insomnia is a form of torture & people with bad anxiety often use it as punishment.
It wasn't punishment to me though. I felt more alive then ever. It was more of a rush then cutting.
~Meiko
Monday Jan 6.
I should probably go to school. Break was over on the 2cd. But I can't find the will to do it. I just wanna lay here.
~Meiko
Friday Jan 10.
She's back but she bought some guy with her. I should be happy but I'm not. I'm still numb & out of it. She isn't making me go to school yet. But I have to go soon or she'll get fined.
It's all about her. Go figure.
I wonder if she even knows the hell I've been through since she's been gone.
~Meiko
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Teen FictionMieko is a not so average senior in high school. She has no friends, and her mom is barely ever around. Her life revolves around the stories she reads day after day. Her life literally feels like it is falling apart, and she finds comfort writing in...
