Dear Diary,
Thursday, I was thinking if I could ran away but I have no where to go I decided not to go to school and just write I looked down stairs if my mom is there I saw nothing but broken glass... I looked in the mirror I saw my self with tears falling down to my face.
I punched the mirror I saw my hands with blood I shouted why am I so un wanted!!
But I could never change I only have is my Diary my
Sweet sweet diary who likes me. I started hearing voices in my head am I going crazy
I couldn't stand it so I just accept it.
The voices in my head were asking me something... I couldn't answer their questions
So I went to bed even if it's morning I woke up in noon all of the voices in my head were gone I feel nothing but pain I was going out side but suddenly my mom burst into the door and slapped me real hard I pushed her away and locked the door. I touched my face and looked at my hand I saw blood.
I cried silently and kneeled I never wanted to be born, I know what to do tomorrow
I will go to school and talk to my mom and I will be free I wish this plan of mine will work.
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My life with my diary
Short StoryThis story begins with a girl who has no friends, with separate family No one needed her no one loved her no one wanted but this time she's going to realize that Someone really does loves her
