Dear Diary,
My sister is driving me crazy. Talking about these boy YouTubers she is obsessed with, it's all she talks about! I don't even remember their names. Jack? I think that was one of them. Anyways enough about my annoying little brat sister. I finally graduated from college! Now I just have to decide if I want to stay in this hell hole...
I lived in a small 2 bedroom house. Just my mom, little sister, and me. Macy is my sister's name and my mom's name is Darcy. I'm 22 and my sister just turned 18 and graduated high school. My mom works as a full-time nurse and does the night shift.
"Reagan!"
Oh, my mother is calling me, gotta go!
I hide my diary under my pillow and run downstairs to where my mother had called for me. My mother wasn't a very tall woman. She had tan skin, long caramel brown hair, and eyes as green as freshly grown grass.
I walk into the kitchen and there my mother stood with her arms crossed. I raised one of my eyebrows, looking at her in confusion "Uhm what's wrong?" She sighed, letting her arms hit her sides with a smacking sound "Your sister!" She barely says over a whisper and I could tell she was holding back tears. I walked over to her, placing my hands on her shoulders "What about her?" She shrugged me off, walking to the other side of the kitchen "She's run away!" She says this time in a louder voice. She sniffs, rubbing her eyes "That girl will be the death of me."
"How do you know she's run away, mom?" She turns and hands me a note off the kitchen counter.
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