Dear diary

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•LILLY'S POV•

The trees was perfectly green and the birds was chirping and I was standing in the middle of it all. I was angry but I was more angry at myself. I wasn't that kind I person who was yelling at people! Even If they was mean to others. I began to run further down the green hill and I was literally standing outside the city. I quickly found the tree , and started to climb up the robe latter. The treehouse was lying in a dark ally, and there was no sign of humanity. It was just a place for me. I am not the kind of person who likes other humans. I prefer to be alone.

I sat down on the floor and founded the diary.

Dear diary

The cut last night was just enough for me to feel alright again. Courtney was a true bitch again today. No surprise. I don't really like to talk about her. I just get more angry. Where is he? Where is my hero? Isn't it right, that in adventures there are always a lost girl and a hero to save her. I think I'm the lost girl.

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