Dear Diary,
A month has passed away.
Still the pain hasn't gone. How could it go away, when you know you lost someone who was not only your life, but your parents' too?
Nothing could ease away the pain.
I tried, but failed.
You know who I am now?
I am a bad person. A really very bad person.
I have started taking drugs.
It eases away the pain for some time.
I forget my worries and my troubles while taking them.
After all, I love drugs.
Love,
Lucy.
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