Diary of : A young girls life 😌

The Beginning

Dear whoever found my Diary ,

Life is something I cherish ....
But sometimes I feel like life doesn't cherish me ....

I'm at the age where you can say most girls start maturing and that's 13 years old. But I could say I've been mature since 10. Not a long distant but hey it's better than some......
"Life" the word that never skips my mind, it like I can't go a day without thinking about my life. I always have the urge to end my life but I have to think about the good things life has gave me. I don't have much family it's just me and my mom, I don't know what happened to my dad but I don't really to much care for him. It use to be my mom, my Nana, and I until my nana was murdered. When my mom announced that to me I didn't say a word, it was like my my heart flew right out of my chest, and my whole body became weak. I tried my best not cry because my Nana always told me that 'pretty girls don't cry' and I promised her I would stay strong when her time came.... Well I think I'm going to end this here because I would really like to keep my word and not cry right about now.

Rest in paradise Nana you are truly missed.... 💔

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This book is going to be written like a actual Diary, but some days I might slip up and write like she wrote everything that happened during her day, from the start till the end. - Briaa 💕