Diary of a dead girl

Part 04

Melissa hold the diary out to her mother and father. Amanda took it and headed towards the kitchen counter taking a seat with David and Melissa. She open it on the first page looking nervously up at the two faces then back at the diary.

"Dear diary." Amanda started to read loud for them to hear. "Today has been probably one of those days that I got reminded what it's like to be a kid. I had so much fun with Melis. Melissa is my everything and I love her very much. Also, I started noticing something odd. You know when n man is inlove, he has that look in his eyes when he looks at his lady? Well, you'll probably think that there's someone inlove with me but no. I'm talking about mom and dad."
Amanda took a deep breath in looking up at David that placed his hands on his face starting to cry.
She touch his arm to comfort him. He look at the hand taking it into his looking at her for her to continue. She look at Melissa that laid on her arms running her finger around on the table.
She look back in the book continuing to read.
"I'm not gonna say that I hope they come together. I'm just gonna say that I hope they do what makes them happy. Mom deserves true love and so does dad. They deserve each other. Anyway, there is a party Saturday night at Judith's house. I'm not sure if I want to go. Oh I hope that I'll be able to make up my mind." Amanda put the book down taking her hand back rushing through the papers till she came to the party's diary entry.
"What are you doing?" David asked her curiously.
"Something happened at the party Dave. Ever since she attended that party she changed." Amanda replied to him looking down then back at him as soon as he started talking again.
"You never called me Dave in a long time." David gave her annoyed look. She pull in her lips then look down at the book again. Why would he be annoyed of it? And why would she open up old wounds? Maybe the second question is the first one's answer but the second question has no answer. "Let's just stay at the beginning okay. We need to follow the book.
"Dad is right." Melissa agreed giving her mother a serious look. Amanda nod her head up and down going back in the book to the beginning.
"Dear diary..." Amanda started reading.

Angela's P.O.V

I run down the school's hall up to my two best friends, Yana and Rilley. We've been friends since the sixth grade. I tell them everything and sometimes they tell me too. I just can't help feeling that they don't trust me. I need friends that can trust me and I'm starting to feel like no one does anymore. Not even that quiet girl who use to sit in the corner of the class accidentally speaking too much and apologising immediately.
"Howz't." I greeted my friends throwing my arms around their shoulders.
They just simply kept talking about their amazing weekends that's laying ahead. Well, I respect the fact that they may be better than me. Honnestly, my parents aren't rich at all but I don't care. Love is all that matters. I don't complain about the money because I know out there, people has to go to sleep without having anything to eat, shelter or sometimes a family who cares and love them.

"Hey Angi." Everyone greets me and go on. I'm not popular at school, I'm just friendly. I make friends with many people but not all of them is as friendly as the sun, right?

I cursed myself when I accidentally dropped my books on my way to class. I'm so late.
"Let me help."
It's the shy girl. The invisible one. She's not invisible to me. I see her. She help me pick my books up and gave it to me helping me stand up.
"Thank you." I thanked holding my books tight. She gave my poetry book an odd look before taking it. I wanted to stop her but was too late when she already opened it on a random page. "That's mine..."
"The wind sing a song of glory in my ears trying to drag me with them and sing and dance with them to freedom..." she read and looked amazed up at me. "You wrote this?"
"I know. It's stupid."
"Stupid was never a talent Angela. This is good. Maybe you should let someone help you publish it."
She's a sweet girl. I'm not embarrassed to be seen with her even if my friends see me with her. If they see me with her they'll kick me out of their group. I didn't want to loose their friendship but Sally is a nice girl and I find her kind of cool even if she's known as a looser. She's not a looser to me.

3rd person's P.O.V

"...I've been thinking the whole day about Sally's suggestion. Trying to avoid it I just simply tried to live on with my life. Dad will be picking us up in five minutes. Later again diary."
Amanda look up at David that also looked at her.
"She never mentioned Sally to us. I need to talk to her."
"Amanda, Sally is just a girl..." David tried to talk to her but she immediately jumped up in anger about to raise her voice.
"Sally was just a girl in everybody's eyes but not in my baby's eyes. They saw her as a nobody but Angela, our sweet Angi saw her as somebody!" Amanda cried turning away. She lean against the wall slammig her hands against the wall. "Why? Why my baby girl! Who did this to her?"
"Melissa go to your room." David said to the scared girl. Melissa nod her head and ran up the stairs to the rooms. In order of going to her own room she stopped infront of Angela's. A little unhappy, she walk in getting tears in her eyes. She look at Buddy that was still laying there. She never really liked dogs and Buddy was Angela's. Tears came streamig out of her eyes. She didn't care whether the blood on the matt was dry or still wet, but she went laying down exactly where Angela drained herself.

"Our angel is dead!" Amanda screamed banging on David's chest crying her eyes out. David had no control over her. He grab her around her waist holding her tight against him till she gave up fighting sticking to him like a magnet.