Dear god,
I was siting by a old run down record store. It was early in the morning. Their was a few people walking the sidewalks. I hadn't noticed the man sit down beside me until he spoke.
"Having a bad day?" I looked to my left to see a old man, with a gray beard, and dirty clothes siting next to me. He looked homeless, like me.
"Yes, well try a bad month." I said not looking at the old man.
"Me to, but trust me when I say this." He paused and then looked me and said "Everything happens for a reason."
I have heard that expression so many times before.
I almost couldn't believe that was the crazy old mans advice.
After a while of thinking about what he had said.
I realized something.
That crazy old man was right.
Everything does happen for a reason.
Their is a reason why mom died in that car crash so many years ago. The reason was so my dad would blame me.
Their is a reason why my dad blames me for my mothers death. The reason was for me to finally stand up for my self and leave.
Their is a reason why I left, and not just to escape my dad.
The real reason, but Im yet to find that out.
Love,
Bree
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The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Kısa HikayeWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.
