THE LAST DIARY

DAY 5

Dear diary,

I have started to imagine things. Today while I was walking down the street I felt as if my brother called me. I am telling you diary that it felt soo real. I felt soo good to hear his voice again that I cried and turned back but he was not there diary. I cried standing there. Oh god how mean I was to him. He always helped me and didn't expect much in return. Now that he is gone I can remember every single moment we had spent together. I can remember his laugh and cry. I can remember the times both of us spent on the beach making continuously failed sandcastles. I can remember the day he was born very clearly. I didn't like him much because mum and pa always gave him all the attention. It was as if I didn't exist anymore. But I came over it later. My family was not perfect dear diary but it was great. It was fun to be with them. I can remember the fights we used to have during movie night and the last mango piece and the card games. I was soooo very happy before that ungrateful afternoon.

 I don't know the purpose of my existence. I am glad I have you. A friend. I didn't have many friends before. Kids at school hated me. I had fewer friends and they were fake too. I just knew that they were fake because they had made a different WhatsApp group which didn't include me. But I never made them realize that I was aware of that fact. I simply went with the flow because then I would become friendless. And trust me diary I know how it feels to be friendless. Well it was better to have fake friends than have no friends at all. All my mum's friend's sons and daughters also didn't like me and I also didn't like them. But now I kindaa miss them all. Well it is said that all things happen for a good reason. Let's see what good happens to me here all alone on this huge planet.

 Well now that you come to think of it I have the entire earth to myself. So I can live anywhere I want. Like now I am living in a different apartment and this room seemed to have belonged to some boy of about 16. He is very good looking. He seemed to be a jock. I can tell you because there are badminton rackets and cricket bats and football and tennis rackets and a lot of books on games and their strategies. Well, the view from his room is also very nice I can see the city mall from here. I will be going there tomorrow to get some supplies like clothes and food some sanitary products and get a huge bag to carry all those things. Well I am shocked that the electricity still works. I am going to pick things from the mall as if they were all left for THE LAST PERSON ALIVE.

Yours,

Aria