There are times like today when I dread that one day someone who I know is going to learn about these journals and all my hidden feelings and lies will be out.
Today I had been given a chance to re-do my report but I just didn't have the will power to do it. I know it's a very bad thing but I'm just not able to get myself to do some work that I've already done. I just can't.
And I'm not going to tell this to my parents.
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An Outlet: Part 4
Non-FictionThis piece of writing is mostly for myself. I want this to act as my journal. I've always tried to see life from others' perspective. I think it's time to see it from mine. This can act as a rough draft of my life. If you're very nosy and want to kn...
