JOURNAL e.d.

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"Emma Winters. Come to the principle's office please."
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"What the hell do you want?" She sat down. "Emma, this isn't going to be easy. I just want to know why you have this book." She held out Ethan's book. "What's wrong with it?" She snorted. "He killed himself at age 13. He never experienced what it's like to be a teenager. Or even an adult." "Give the damn book back!" "I'm just asking a simple question, Emma." "I found it. Now give that shit back to me." "Language, Ms. Winters. I will call his brother and I'm giving this book back to his brother." "No! I haven't even read the whole thing yet!" "It's part of my job! You're not supposed to have this!" "Why the fuck not!" "Because he's haunting every girl or boy who touches this...it's including you. You're not safe here anymore. Your family has to move out of this town immediately, before his soul comes and finds you." "I just got here, and you're telling me to move out! Who the fuck do you think you are? Is this some sort of joke you're pulling on me?" "No. But I have proof that this suicide book, is a bad thing." "Whatever. I'm going home." "You're ditching?" "You said to move out, now you want me back in? Lady, choose your decision." "He's more than haunting you, Emma. I can feel it." "A ghost fell for me? Great! What else? A monster and the Winx Club is gonna save us? I don't think so." "I don't know who Winx Club is, and what monster you're thinking of, but I do know that this story of Ethan Dolan is true! You have to believe it!" "That's what makes people scared! They believe shit like this, and hide themselves from whoever this dude named Ethan Dolan is!" "Emma, please.." "This is a fucking prank, you're lying! Why? Because people like you just want to see how ridiculous reactions they get when they scare the fuck out of them! So no! I'm not gonna believe in this shit! I'm not gonna be scared of some fucked up story that was being made. But I can tell you one thing. You're lying!" "Emma Winters! Never disrespect me like that! You either believe me and get help, or you die!" "Oh so you're gonna let the soul of this bitch kill me? I see how it is. Maybe, I'll kill you once I get the chance!" "I am your Principle, yet you disrespect me!" "I can do whatever shit I want! It's my life, not yours to control!" "Emma, you need to get out of here." "Give this shit back to me!" She pulled the journal back, and ran away with it. She sobbed in the car as she drove off.

-UNFAIR-
I've been inside my room for almost 3 months. Nobody noticed that I've been in here. I locked myself out. I'm not wishing to go to college, I just don't want to. I got no motivation in living life, happily, anymore. Grayson got a new girlfriend, she's beautiful. He's young, but he's good. I bought rotten roses for myself because I couldn't afford the fresh ones. I was single, not wanting to be taken. I wrote on the card,
Ethan you're pathetic.

I put that because I know my boundaries. When to invade and when not step in. Grayson and I share a room, yet he's gotten 70% of it. The thirty percent, it's a bit squishy. His room is filled with trophies, and a white Polaroid with 10 packs of films, cash, awesome looking clothes, and shoes. Anything a guy wants. I, on the other hand, was squished. Had no bed except the floor. Nothing but a rotten looking room. No pillows for me to use, no blankets. Grayson had AC, he had blankets, pillows, and there was a wall between us. Well, that's amazing. Getting separated from and by my twin.

-Ethan