It's been a couple of weeks since me and him last spoke.
I cried so much last time when I wrote in this diary.
Some words are smeared with my tears.
I'm already dead inside.
I pushed all my friends away from me.
They tried to help me.
I told them all mean words.
And I bruised some of them.
They fear me!
They want "nothing to do with me!"
I mean "THEY WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!!!!!"
YOU ARE READING
My Crush
RomanceMy names Maria, I'm 17 years old. I live in a cottage with my mother in Maungaturoto, we are pretty poor since my father died of cancer and this is my diary about the guy I fell in love with, hope you like it, although my feelings are a mistake, you...
