Dear diary
Did you think I forgot about you? I could never truly forget. Although I wish I could, there would always be something sending me back to you. Life is close to how it was again. I was cleared by the psychiatrist and I am finally allowed to forget I ever had to take those meds. I hope I don't have to go back.
School starts again soon. There I'm nothing but a freak. I do well in classes, but not with people. They look at the outside and judge, pick you, and prod you until they find all your mistakes. Nothing that's different from them will ever be good. I used to have a reason to not care. Something that meant so much, while being so different that it changed my whole perspective. It's gone now, but I've been trying to make peace.
My best nights this last while are the ones I can't remember dreaming. I have been introduced to a new sort of nightmare. the one where your dream gives you everything you want so much it hurts, then leaves you waking up confused without any of it. It's even worse than the monsters, human or beast, and blood from my previous nightmares. I hope they stop soon.
Your faithful Havoc child
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Havoc diaries
RandomThis is the diary of a Havoc Child. A child caught up in fights and pain. A child with too much to say, too much to feel, and nowhere to turn.
