January 10
Well friend I'm sorry to have neglected you the last couple of days but I've really had it. I'm now here at Terry's place permantly. Aunt Starr finally went
too far this time. Not only did we have the blow out of all time but she actually had the nerve to try and open my diary! How dare she! Violating the only friend
I have! I came home from school and there she was at the table with a knife, trying to pick the lock. I screamed at her and yanked it out of her hands. We
argued and said things that cut like a burning knife but I didn't care.
She demanded I open the diary for her, and when I refused she kicked me out. "Go stay with your sister the whore!"
So now I'm here, and I couldn't be happier! I'm also going to a party tonight at Vangie's, though this a different one. Oh to have freedom! To breathe again!
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Slipped Away
General FictionThis is the diary of a teenage girl's descent into the world of drugs. Mature content. Not for the squeamish. I do not own anything except my characters and this story. I wrote it from an idea I had, and I just rolled with it to see where it would g...
