Prologue

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The definition of normal change to world and to my country 3 months ago when we went in lockdown, yesterday was the first time I left my house and neighborhood in three months, it felt weird, but not as weird as I thought it would be.
But my definition of normal changed the day I graduated from high school 6 months ago, It was an scary day, my mom was mad at me and was not there with me when I was getting my hair and makeup done, while I was holding my tears. I was scared that was the last time I was going to see most of my friends cause I knew solo of them would immediately cut the strings that attached us, and I was scared of going to college, I wasn't sure if the major I picked was the right for me and I am still not, finally It has always been difficult for me to make friends and trust people. I have trust issues and I am kinda insecure, been called weird over the years way too many times, considered antisocial, lesbian or even asexual just because my social development is different from the average teenager... Yes I am that typical innocent girl who doesn't drink, doesn't party, likes to read and watch Netflix and Musicals, is into Harry Potter and Superheroes, had her first kiss at 17 and is ofcourse a virgin, but in the pages of my diary you won't found the story of how she met the handsome bad boy and everything changed, you would found the letters I have written to my closest friends and family, and to the people who left me.
Hi, I am Penny and welcome to my diary.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 18, 2020 ⏰

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