Sunday, October 27, 2014
Dear Diary,
Right now, Mom is packing our stuff and she told me I had a couple of minutes to spare so I decided to write. It's been a day and a half since we fought and to be honest, I don't know what to do.
It's Monday again tomorrow and I'm scared. What if all this was just a silly dream and that tomorrow, Yas and I were still going to talk about everything that happened on the weekend? Like how we used to every Monday?
I don't think I can survive without her and frankly, I don't think she could either.
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