Hello. My name is Martin.
I will be keeping a journal every week until death in hopes that someone will see this.
Today I went to school. Nothing much happened. We sat around while the reached lectured us on our future and such. I sat at my usual table catching up on schoolwork. I usually sat alone. High school isn't much fun. I finished school and walked home.
I didn't want to go home.
I stepped inside and heard yelling and crashing. I dashed upstairs, knowing I'd get beat if my parents saw me.
My parents- Kate and Erik- were alchololics. They'd fight with each other a lot, but only when they're drunk.
I closed my door to my room, caught up on homework, and now I'm writing this. I'll go to sleep now and write soon.
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