My life with my diary

Chapter III

Dear Diary,

Wednesday, I'm so sick.. I'm here at my room no one took care of me why should they

No one either visit me, so I asked my self am I different? At least my classmates are not here to bully me but the only one who's going to bully me is my sickness

I feel so ill I can't stand it, I can't eat, sleep, stand, speak, who cares if I can't talk cause I don't have someone to talk to.

It's night my mom isn't here yet, so I watched T.V but there was no cable darn

I have nothing to do but to write... It's a good thing my dear old friend is here I'm referring to my diary, this is the only thing I can trust.

I heard someone knocking at my door when I checked there's no one there I guess it was a prank. When I went up to go to bed I couldn't go to sleep cause of my sickness

So I stayed up until morning 4:00 am I finally went to bed. I woke up to get a glass of milk down stairs.

I saw my mom drunk she fall down... I helped her up then she pushed me away and she said " get away from me, your not my daughter! I don't need you!"

At first I was shocked when I heard that foul thing she said to me, I ran into my room

And cried silently. I hate my life I wish I was never born in this world.