Dear Diary,
When I'm officially dead I want everyone to know that I hate this new life that my father has given me. May this be a warning to all; Never let Stanley Parker do an experiment on you. if yo ever do then you will have just wished your life away for eternity. Stanely Parker, is my father and he killed me. Let me start by telling you my story. Once you understand who and what I am then maybe you will understand who he is and what he has done to his whole family
My name is Hayley Anne Parker, and five years ago I died from terminal cancer. To be honest, I was happy to be dying. I didn't want to suffer any longer. I love my life then, of course. I wanted to live life, and get married. Of course i was depressed that I wouldn't be able to do that but I couldn't wait until the treatments ended. I couldn't wait until all of the pain was gone. Years of hard work, My father and a team of expert scientist took out my heart altering my DNA. three months ago, I awoke for the first time.
Reporters come up to me everyday asking me, "hayley, what's it's like to be the first person ever to relive their lives over again?" Foolish questions, I must say. They don't know what they speak of at all. they don't know what they are talking about, or what it's like. What they don't know is that I'm not reliving any part of who I used to be. I can't do things I used to be able to do. I'm no longer living a life. What's life without doing the things everyone else can do?
What's life without falling in love? It's not that I am not able to, I am one hundred perfect certain that I can fall in love. Yoy see, in order to alter the DnA they had to take out my heart. Now my DNA are all wired, and my life runs on something I am not allowed to say because it is top secret. But the catch is I'm no longer able to fall in love without setting off the start button and the "timer" starts ticking until my time is up. So my life long dream of falling in love and getting married won't happen.
Life will never be the same, do you hear me? So as soon as you sign your life away to my father for an experiment just know that you will have just sold your soul to the devil. Once again my name is Hayley Parker. The daughter of the rich Scientist Stanley Parker, and sister of Ferris Parker the kid everyone thinks is so sweet. (He is so sweet)
XOXO
H.A.P.
"Hayley," my father barged in throught the room ignoring my privacy. Apparently I have no privacy now that i am a double life. Dad always says that privacy is a privallege when I died I lost that privallege. It wasn't even my fault I got cancer. It's my Grandma who genetically gave it to my mom, and eventually it was passed onto me when I was born. "It's time for school. If you don't hurry up, you will be late."
"Oh, because that thought never crossed my mind," I rolled my eyes sarcastically. This life meant nothing to me so I took everything in a negative way. Do I wish I was dead? No, I'm happy im alive. I just wish I was living a different life other than this wretched dungeon my father calls life. Standing up, I slammed my dairy closed, and walked out with my father. he was my body guard. Every minute he could be next to me there he was. At school, he made surem y brother was there looking out for me.
"Drop the sarcastic tone," He immediately changed his voice from friendly to stern. I hate that about dads. They always aren't afraid to change their mood from sweet and friendly to annoying and obnoxious in a second.
We hopped into the car and listened to te radio the whole ride to school. Dad and Ferris were fighting over the radio. Ferris wanted rap while dad wanted country. Old fashion dad, and he will never change no matter how much we want him to. After about five minutes I spoke up begging them to change the station to 102.7 FM. they did so because I knew they didn't want me to turn on them. Because if I never listened to them again then i would die because I would try to fall in love any everything I can to get away from this God Foresaken place.
My favorite song airplanes by B.O.B. (ft. hayley williams) came on and I couldn't help but sing along. "Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now, wish right now." I sand a long to the whole horus and stopped when the rapping came on because 'm not the best rapper in the world. So my blonde and white brother began to rap. I was laughing so hard because he looked so white with his aviators on, too!
Everytime the chorus of the song came up I sang with passion because it was true.At night I wish on airplanes hoping that is life is just a dream. But every morning I sadly wake up as me, and not the girl I used to be.
