[TW- slight emotional abuse]
Dear Diary,
That feels strange to write.
We have a few more day of winter break.
The snow was heavy today. I went to the park. It was empty.
I cried.
I stayed at the park until my mother called my cell phone several times in a row, I let them go to voicemail. I walked slowly home.
I stopped at the art store. I saw Tyler, he smiled and talked softly. His voice was like Novocain. I bought pencils,
I didn't need pencils.
My mom was pacing when I walked in, she seemed scared. I smiled and hugged her. She scolded me in a cotton soft tone, I didn't take it to heart.
We ate chicken for dinner, it tasted good.
When my mom went to sleep, I threw it back up.
I won't tell her that, she'd send me to the doctor and they would ask if I was taking my medicine.
And I would have to say 'no, I flushed it down the toilet,' and my mom would yell at me.
I hate when people yell, it reminds me of Daddy when he would tell me that I'm the reason he downs another bottle.
Goodnight
-River A.
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Letters and Words
RomanceRiver Alistair suffers from anxiety and depression. Her mother gives her a journal over Christmas. River tries writing in it to overcome her demons and fight for herself. *Work in progress* -ALL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS ARE MY OWN- -No photos used are...
