Dear Diary

PART 4 -THE END

(This part doesn't have any diary entries, it's all from the narrators perspective... Ready to find out who it is? 😝)

The pages have drops of wetness, seeming to blur the words. Tears blinding my vision. But even through these difficulties of vision, a few things seem to pop off the page, almost glowing, as if mocking me... "The only option" she had written, and shortly after "even if you didn't love me too." Those words stung like a snake bite to the face. The words written on this page were her last. The last thing my 17 year old daughter said, and I was too drunk to say goodbye or even notice how she felt. She died thinking I didn't care. I can't even remember the last thing I said to her. Maybe if I would've held it together, put the bottle down, I wouldn't have passed out, and maybe she'd still be with us, maybe I wouldn't be planning the funeral of another daughter. But of course I had to pass out drunk, and now I've lost her too, my twin daughters both dead, my husband signing divorce papers. My sweet Anna's last words... The last thing I have to hold on to.

Thanks for reading :D I'll be posting another story shortly so stay tuned for that.

Let me know if anybody guessed that the mystery narrator was Anna and Ava's mother. And I was thinking of ideas for a sequel to this story... Or maybe a prequel... I could do a prequel about before Ava died so you can meet her. Or a kind of prequel from Anna's or maybe even somebody else's perspective (like Mr. L, Daniella, Evan, or somebody like that) and it could be all that happened but in present tense to fully understand what was going on... Let me know what you guys think.