What Should I Do?

Shelly's diary

At midnight, Shelly can't sleep. Her head is a lot of things that it can't get control. She has to write it down about how she feels. Her lamp is lighting on. Her blank little book and she's ready to write with her pencil.

05/08-2013.

Dear diary,

I know how it feels, but I'm not okay about all these days. It feels like there are just white four walls around you and you don't know how to get out. There's no doors, windows, people or food. There are just four white walls, and you have to think about how to get survived. That's how I feel. I don't know how it ends or something. If you read my diary, then it's late. Jessica is such of a sneaky little bitch that I ever had. How can she ends a friend like that or how can she break up with her boyfriend, because of one little accident? She needs to talk. That's what everybody, if some reason for problems is getting bigger, then it needs to talk to each other and solve the problems. Here come the problems. She won't solve problems, she wants to give shits away that she can forget it? C'mon, pull one yourself, bitch! If you read it, Jessica, then you're out of mind by learning some things what people do normally. I need Ashton of my life. He's my important drugs and a good friend. While we were drunk, it doesn't even matter of the accident. And what about the others? They are just some stupid bitches that they don't what they gonna do in their life, yeah right.

Shelly can't even way of writing diary. She feels tired, she goes to sleep anyway. Her phone on social media go crazy. It goes a rumour about Ashton. Don't know what it is. She dries her tears away and goes to kitchen for go to drink water. It's in middle of the night, and her parents are still sleeping. Then she goes upstairs and felt to sleep.