Journal Entry 3

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Dear Journal,

My mother can’t handle it anymore. She is currently filling out the divorce papers as I  frantically write in my journal. I feel awful, not because they’re getting divorced, but the fact that I’m happy that they are. To be honest, I couldn’t handle it either. The pain, the screaming, the destruction… It was destroying me, little by little. My mother stroked my hair, and kissed me on the forehead ever so gently. I loved my mum more than anything. She had promised me today to get me some new pens. Can you believe that? I’m so excited; it has been so long that my mother has seen me happy.

It’s been so long I’ve seen myself happy.

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