Dear Diary,
Day 4,Fuck my life...
~A. Ham
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I can't believe this... 52 left... I'm doomed...
I got out of bed, and walked over to my wall. Bang... Bang... Yes. I have resorted to banging my head on the wall every morning. Very effective way to get the thought of being fucked out of my head.
I got ready for school and left.
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"Alright! I have decided to change the schedule a bit... We have an essay due in about a month..." Mr. Washington declared.
yESSS!!! An essay! About what?
"I would like you to write about... something you long for... weather it be love... a job... a family... what ever it may be... I want to hear it. This won't be shared with anyone but me, so feel free to make it personal."
Something I long for...? There is so much... well... this is going to take awhile so, I guess I should start working right away!
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Thomas
An essay??? Now??? Its the Fourth day of school and we already have an essay? This has got to be a joke... I mentally slammed my head on the desk. I hate writing essays... But... Something I long for... I can make it personal... I long for the thought of Hamilton being mine to go away...
"You can get a start now."
I pulled out my laptop and began writing.
"I long for it to stop. All I think about is him... Alexander Hamilton. I wish the thought of us together would leave, along with him. He is all I think about, and I just can't help it."
That might be to personal... You know what?! Let's fucking go with it!
"Can't I just get what I want? Can't I just have my wish? I think I might go crazy... I want him to be mine, but I know it will never happen, so I push him away... What is wrong with me...?"
Holy shit, that's deep.
"Why am I afraid to call him? I suppose I'm afraid of being rejected... but that's not all... no... there must be more to this... I wouldn't just be afraid of being rejected... Could it be possible that I have a... crush on him???"
Why am I writing this... I glanced at Hamilton, but I had to look again. hE wAs oN HiS fOuRtH pAGe aLreAdY?! hOw??? I'm barely done with my first paragraph, what the fuck?
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LUNCH TIME!!! I swear, I need to stop skipping breakfast... I looked around the cafeteria. Hamilton was typing, the Schuylers were chatting. James and Aaron waved me down. I walked over to where they were sitting.
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Alexander
Finally school is over so I can go home and work. I should have known that wouldn't happen. I got home, and from the apartment next to mine... They must be someone from school...
"Bang ~Uhhhhhhh~ Bang ~Ahhhhhh~ Bang ~Moorrrrre~ Bang ~Mmmmmm~ Bang ~Daaddy~ Bang ~Plllleeeeaasssse~ Bang ~Make me sceeeeammm~ Bang"
F U C K M Y L I F E
These are the thinnest walls... I ended up on my couch with a pillow over my head. This is going to be a long night...
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Oof this is late.
I'm a cringy little shit huh...
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