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December 17th 9:04 pm
I handed in my entry for the Christmas greeting card contest this morning, I have absolutely no clue on how it's goin to go or what amazing artists entered the contest too. All I know is that there weren't very many people entering. And what I mean by great artists is the fine arts kids who everybody thinks they have amazing talents. Funny thing is some of them do. Basically all I'm saying here is I've automatically failed.
December 17t... Oh fine fine it's only been three minutes (9:07)
I thought about it In literally the dumbest way I could and thought if I could somehow enter like 20 times and then I have about a 45% chance of winning... But that chance has passed as its in the middle of the night and the winner has already been decided. *sigh* I think way to much about this stuff.
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"Ten years ago today was the worst day of my life. On the 17th of November 2007, I lost my best friend in a hit-and-run car accident. It's been a hard ten years, living from day to day with an awful childhood tragedy at the back of my mind, but the years still crawl by agonisingly slowly. I say that, but when I think about Alice and what happened to her it barely seems like yesterday. My therapist seems to think that documenting everything I think and feel in this diary will finally help me get over her death-and who knows? Maybe he's right. Or maybe he's very wrong; in which case I suppose this diary could serve as some kind of "note"." This is really just me playing around with the diary format and exploring what would happen to the friends of someone who died young - how they would react and try to pick up their lives etc. When writing this, I picked a start date for the diary that seemed far away but it's soon crept up on me, so I had the idea of posting it on the actual dates stated in the book. I actually started writing it in 2016 but I've REALLY procrastinated with it. DISCLAIMER: this is a work of fiction. All events and characters herein are fictitious. Any relation to persons living and/or dead is completely coincidental. THEMES THAT MIGHT NEED TRIGGER WARNINGS ('cause you never know): Grief Car accidents Self-harm Substance abuse Mental health (As you can probably tell, I have no experience with this kind of thing, I''m not even sure what a trigger warning is supposed to look like. I originally planned to rate this mature but was recommended not to - if you think I should, feel free to message me.) Enough with my ramblings, on to the main event!
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