Dearest Diary

I am here back at my old apartment... The lady said that I left some of my stuff here so I got up to the room and there it was a small box. I tried to carry the box and it is a bit heavy. So put it down for a second so that I can leave stuff that I don't need anymore. While I was searching I find a small notebook that has my name on it. IT WAS A DIARY. I can't believe that I used to do that stuff. I open it but there's not much to it. But there one page that gets my attention.