Journal,
Something really bad happened today. Something really, really bad. And I am not going to say anything about it because I don't know if anyone is going to read this ever. I was told not to tell a soul, and I am sorry Journal but that means you too. Not Kassi, not Anna, not Duncan, not anyone.
But I spent four hours of the day trying to entertain three-year-old Mckenna in our room.
My family is so screwed up it isn't even funny. Everything is going too fast, or too slow. I don't know anymore. How was I the one to end up with this life and this house and this future and this past and this body and these memories? Well, if it isn't me, then who else?
I want to grow up.
~Grace
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40 Days of Grace
Teen FictionThirteen-year-old Grace Rochester has lived a pretty hard life despite being only thirteen. Of course, it might be better than someone else's, but then again no one really knows what goes on inside her head. Finally, she decides that she wants to wr...
