Dear god,
Today was my 17th birthday.
He didn't come home again. He never does on this day.
For the last 5 years I've spent my birthday alone.
I know he doesn't forget. How could he. This day was the last time we ever saw her.
Ever sense the accident. I've been alone.
He still says it my fault. That I could have done something.
I couldn't.
Love,
Bree
YOU ARE READING
The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Historia CortaWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.
