October 10, 2017
Dear Diary,
Today he came home after almost a month of being gone. He sat next to me during dinner with one hand rubbing between my legs while with the other one he was eating the food my mom made especially for his return. He talked with my parents and my brother and they all laugh and smiled at his jokes while I sat there holding back my tears. I wanted to die more than anything at that moment.
Later that night he entered my room, he put his hands on me. Our bodies sweated together as he entered me and left bruises everywhere. He always made sure I had reminders of what he has done to me. Once he was done leaving his poison on my body, he kissed my lips and cleaned my tears away and left me there laying on my bed naked with my nails cutting my skin.
I went to the shower and stood under the hot water breaking down, hating my life and most of all myself. I took the razor from its hiding place and put it against my wrist ready to cut it and get my life over with but I couldn't do it. I thought about how it would break my mom, my dad, and my brother. I was broken beyond repair but that didn't give me the right to break someone else.
Sincerely,
Mia
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The Diary of Mia
Teen Fiction"I want to scream. I want to cry. I want to cut. I want to die." --unknown
