Dearest Diary

PROLOGUE

Since my Junior High School, I always wrote on my diary. Ito lang yung sa tingin ko ang maari kong labasan ng lahat ng hinagpis na nararamdaman ko. I grew up on my father's side, broken family kasi kami. My mother lived in America, since the day they broke-up. I'm their only child and I'm already a college student. I never experienced having a lovelife because I promise to myself not to enter in a relationship. I'm an introvert person, I don't have many friends only my diary, I trusted the most. It knows all my emotions on a day, whether I'm happy or I'm sad. Kahit saan ako magpunta dala ko ang diary ko.

*Knock,Knock,knock* someone knocks on the door. I put aside the book I read and opened the door.
" Hi baby girl." Daddy said with a smile on his face.
"Something good happen on your day, Dad? I guess." I said to him and give him a tight hug.
" I have something to show you." he said and handed something on my hands.
"What's this dad?" I asked him clueless. It looks like a gift, but there's no occasion for him to give me a gift.
"Just open it baby." he said and I opened the box . It's a notebook - I look at him happily.
"Do you like it?" he asked me. I hugged him as a sign of my warmest thank you.
"Thank You, Dad." I whisper and smiled widely on him.
I'm happy right now, but there's still a part of me that longs for more and I can't define what is it. There's still a part of me who is imprisoned by the past and I don't want to go back on it but what if someone will bring me back there? Will it helps me or destroys me?
Will I run again? or lived on it?

-Let us all read the Diary of Blythe Simson.

Grammatical Errors ahead. All the events, name and settings are based only on the author's imagination.

@Zilla_Lady