I'm scared.
Scared of the dark.
Scared of what hides in the dark.
I'm in 8th grade, so I shouldn't be scared of something like that, but I mean, I did murder someone.
His body is hidden. In the dark.
My friend is letting me stay with him while my dad is "out of town". My boyfriend is still being a creep. Kissing and touching me- well trying to anyways.
Why am I like this?
~Anonymous~
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A Journal From Anonymous
RandomThis is a story about a kid in middle school/high school who's going through a difficult time and the only thing that this kid can resort to for their secrets and trust, is their journal but whenever they sign the entry, it's always "~Anonymous~", h...
