Dear Diary
My mom is really sick. I'm really worried, even though I shouldn't. It's just a cold. It'a just a cold...
Yesterday my parents had a fight. My dad came late from work and my mom asked why. They started yelling. I was at the door way of my room listening to their endless screams making me restless. My mom found me sleeping on the ground this morning.
My brain is going to explode. They're fighting again. I can hear their screams. Again. I'm scared now. I just heard a painful slap. My dad just stormed into his room, his hands covered in blood. He threw the door closed. The door broke. My dad lifts weights.
I hear sobbing coming from the family room. I have a bad feeling about that.
I just got a text. It's from Will. He wants to chat. I guess I have to go. I hope Will lets me face chat with Gwen, Andy, and Penny. I need comforting from my best friends and my boyfriend.
I feel weird saying that. Boyfriend. I just giggled. Did that come from me?
Dear Diary, what's wrong with me?
Love,
Rosie
P.S. I hope you can vote for this. I mean rank them one of the top letters you've gotten from me since I was like what? Five?
Love,
Rosie
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