Dear diaryTyler woke me up before he left for school, he stroked my hair and kissed my forehead.
I grabbed his hand before he left. He looked like he wanted to cry.
When he left, I was alone.
I cried, I screamed.
I pulled at my hair.
I eventually calmed down. Everything was too quiet.
My mind clawed around for anything, any noise.
I threw up, I threw up till all I could do was dry heave over the toilet.
My throat burned.
But so did my eyes.
I was breathing heavy.
I couldn't get her face out my brain.
She was scrawled in like the ink on my paper, she was embroidered into the inner workings of my being.
My phone kept buzzing.
I ignored it.
I was breaking.
I was so cold.
Despite the sweat that rolled down my back.
Please. Take me, take me. Take me. Take me Takeme
Takeme. PleaseGoodnight,
-River A.

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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...