Dear Diary

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Dear Diary,
Today was a fun day and I had a great time with Willow obviously and I actually can't believe I'm saying this and with- no I can't I have to hate her I can't let her know anything about..... about how I truly feel about her. Ugh this Isn't right this isn't how its suppost to be. Fuck I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe I should go and run away to Europe. What do you think diary? Wait did I just ask my diary a question ew ughhhh. Anyways it's been 3 years since her death I truly feel like a pile of shit I wish I had done something to prevent her death. I'm still haunted by the sight of what happened, her lifeless body on the ground. Only if I had told her how I actually felt. Maybe we would be together now. No that's stupid even if she was here she would still hate me.

I hear my mom calling me down for dinner.

"I'm coming mom!" I close my diary and lock it with the key I made into a necklace I made so that nobody could open my diary. I shove my diary under my bed in an old suitcase.

There safe and sound.

Willow (Gxg)Where stories live. Discover now