7 sept 2018
Dear you,
I just got myself new blades. These one's are better than the one's I previously used, they cut way deeper. I know you might think I'm a psycho, but you know what? I actually am. I cut because I don't know how to deal with my problem. There, I said it.
Moving on, I just came back from my shift at the library. And let me tell you, it was fucking boring. Except when I saw Ben there.
"Um hi? can I give my book a day late? Is it okay?", he asked.
"Sure, just a special offer for you. For letting me crash at your place"
"Oh it was nothing...so how are you?", he blushed
"Fucking bored to the rim. I planned differently for a Friday night"
"Well if you need help I know a bit about books myself"
"Why do you? Then I'll text you if I need anything. I owe you though", I fist bumped him on his shoulder
"Oh yeah okay", he stood there staring at the ground while I thought he'd scribble down his number
"You can give me your number any day now"
"Oh sorry", he got his phone out, trying not to drop it, and we exchanged numbers.
Now I know it's the guy who usually gets the girls number but I thought why not change it a bit? So, I'm done cutting and I think I'm going to hang around at his place. I know it's not the ideal Friday night. But he seems nice, he asked me to hang around at his place because his dad was gone somewhere. He seems like the kind who would never stab your back.It's wrong for me to make that assumption just on how little I know him. Plus, I don't have to care about getting permission because both of my parents have a night duty at the hospital. Oh the thrill breaking the rules brings you!
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Dear you,
JugendliteraturSTOP! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DONT COME AFTER ME BECAUSE I WARNED YOU. BUT IF YOU IGNORE THIS AND PRESS 'READ' THEN MY FRIEND... GOOD LUCK. I would like to share journals of two teens who can't figure out the bond between them. The teens are complete...
