January 12
Aunt Starr called today and apologized. She cried and said she missed me and that she only worried for my safety. She apologized for trying to open my diary
and practically begged me to come back. I wanted to say no, but Aunt Starr is old and alone, and I felt bad for her.
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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...
