Lost diary

ONE

It's such a sunny day today. This thought was going around my head for the whole bus ride. That's got to mean that this winter will finnaly be over.

I want to feel the summer air all around me every time I leave the house. But only God knows I leave the house only when I need. And that is work and grocery shopping. My life pretty much become one routine that I'm getting sick of.

But why just think about it when I can just write it down. I searched throught my bag and slowly begin to panic when I realised it isn't there. I started looking around me hoping i just dropped it but it was crealry not here.

I lost my diary. Now I can officaly die too.

(...)

It's not right. I shouldn't be looking at it. But I just found it there on the table. It's not like I have something to do while traveling. It will be long 3 hours drive and it's not like I will be able to give it back.

With no further thinking I took the journal and started walking towards the airport.

(...)

So, this is it. My first offical journal. I feel like Anna Frank now. This journal will be my only friend, just like she used to have. But Anna was just born in the wrong time, I am just stupid.

Or at least that is what people used to say. They don't do it anymore, but their voice still echoes in my brain. All the names I was called. Is it even worth remebering? Ofcoruse it isn't. But the one that hasn't been bulied doesent know the trauma. Why am I still thinking about it. God damn Alexz live up.

Yea I won't. Why go out listen to all the people hate than rather stay in with your favourite dog Tod and just enjoy. Netflix and chill Alexzandra, all by yourself. And Tod. But he isn't much of the company.

And just randomly I rememberd that I have to go work tomorrow again. But it was such a nice weekend. I even menaged to get up and go for a walk. With Tod obviously, I don't have who else to call. I love walking and I was walking for a good three hours yesterday. Through whole park, the forest and all around the city. I don't know how will I be able to walk in high heels tomorrow. And it's gonna be a long day today. I mean I love my job but sometimes it just gets boring.

Reading others people bilanca wasn't just doing it for me. And that is not even what I finished college for. I finished for english teacher wich is my dream job. County is just something I understand and that I'm good at.

It is time to do something in my life. I'm only 23 years old, I have my whole life ib front of me. I finished fucking college by 21. And now two years I've been wasting day for day with some fake ass friends. I didn't have a boyfriend since I was twenty. I miss that feeling of loving someone and feeling loved.

Too bad he wasn't the one that give damn about me.

Just as I'm writing this I notice there is first page that says *My picture here*. I honestly hate my apirrence and I haven't feel beautifuly my intier life. But I think I will put a picture, just for fun. I'm the only one that will see that right? And it's not like I have someone to even try took my journal from me.

Well Tod is getting hungry, and it's getting late so i better finish this writing. Since writing is the only thing i will do this winter that is right at the corner, I don't have to worry about lenght of this first chapter. It will continue, probably already tomorrow when I'm at work ignoring those bullies.

I closed the journal picturing this girl. She had such a great personality. She seemed sweet and lonely. I was feeling sorry for all her trouble she was going through.

I opened the first page to find that picture she was talking about.

And this was her picture.

She was the prettiest girl I have ever seen.