The Broken Blossom

Part 25

Chapter 25

11th June Thursday.

28th April
Not okay.

Hell. Yeah, not okay.
So, how's this gonna be: 'I'm okay, I'm not okay' - Yet to be written biography of Jennifer Ruth Earl.

I do sound stupid right? Telling "I'm not okay" over nothing. But I do write however I feel at the moment. I do. But at least no one listens to these right? It's all in my diary. Sometimes I wonder if I should stop rambling to my diary like this, but I do anyway. None is gonna find it out. Except I have a brain injury and give this out to someone.

Too bad then, I already read much of it. But just because she sent it. Maybe a head injury right?

No. But seriously, if shd never wanted anyone else to read this, why in the hell I'm reading it?

Once in seventh grade we had a match, a basket ball match. There was Derek, Louis and some others at the team. Louis was the best player of our team. He was the shooter, and the tallest among us. But one day before he hurt his leg and it wasn't possible for him to play. Our coach was really worried as our opponent team, which was from another school was really strong.
The game started and without perfect shots, we were on the verge of losing. At half-time's break, I saw Louis' face, sitting at the side of the court. His blue eyes looked were in tears, maybe he was really heart broken.
Coach collected all of us and told,"I trust y'all. You can do this."
I don't know this was his words or Louis ' heartbroken face or something, but with we did win that day. It was a miracle.
That's the only trust I've known. I've heard.

Jenna.. and her things? I go into another thought now.
This is... different.

But whatever it might be, she sent it to me.
It's sucha big thing right? Ofcourse, it's the biggest thing. Letting someone see all the inside of you. All the things going in your head.
Maybe I'm really trusted. Maybe, that I'll never laugh at the thoughts, or mock at the feelings.

She trusts me. I know.
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