Dear god,
It's been almost three weeks sense I last talked to Taylor.
I wish I could forget about him.
It's kinda hard sense I see him almost everyday.
He walks by me everyday in the subway.
He doesn't stop and listen like had once did.
He didn't even look my way.
He walks by like I'm not even their.
It hurts.
It hurts to see him everyday.
It hurts to turn Jagger down everyday.
It hurts to not call my dad.
It hurts.
Always,
Bree
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The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Short StoryWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.
