Diary of a Teenage Girl

3.1

dear book,

this is my last page.

and i guess it's time to actually write what you're suppose to in your diary.

your feelings or emotions.

right now, I'm pïssed. at jerimiah, my dad, my friends, and most importantly myself.

just a few short months ago, i met the guy of my dreams. he made me smile, and held me when i would feel upset. he'd whisper sweet nothings in my ear and show me how much he loved me. now he's gone.

and when i was 13, when my mother had first got diagnosed with lung cancer. the exsessive smoking of everything is what killed her. i would walk in her hospital room, seeing her hooked up to multiple machines just to help her breath. now she's gone.

i have been sick for awhile, and i went to get it checked out.

im pregnant.

and the daddy isn't here to hold it when it suppose to be born.

im torn in half, because my other half is missing.

this entire time, i just wanted to change, you know?

i didn't just want to be the loner in the back cornor with colorful hair or even a facal peircing. i wanted to be remembered, and not by being a loner.

i just, wanted to be loved.

was that so hard to ask book? loved.

l-o-v-e-d

by someone who could give me everything, in such the short time that we have to live.

and, i kind of got it. in a small ball in my tummy.

i may have lost the most important thing to me, but i got another little one in me now.

when i started this book or diary, it was just because my thearpist recomanded it to me. and look how far you came little buddy (:

you're full of adventures, and a huge story to tell.

and i never told anyone this, but i got accepted into notre dame.

i was going to tell you eventually, and that eventually is now.

you'll get a sister book.

the baby will be born, without a daddy.

and ill still be motherless.

but, this is just a normal diary of a teenager. and i hope that im different from the others out there book.

have a great day everyone.

-rhonda "ronnie" evelyn ellington