My Miserable Life
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Ongoing, First published Oct 19, 2022
Day 0 (Introduction)
"I decided to make a diary, It might help remember the good things so I can read them to remember that my life isn't that bad. I should probably introduce myself, I'm Emira (Em-er-uh) an eleven year old girl in seventh grade. Yeah I am pretty young but I don't look it, I'm taller than the eighth graders. 

Now you probably think "Oh, she must be really popular if she's that tall, and smart." But your dead wrong! People always make fun of me, and to be honest I don't really care. I have gone through the whole make fun bully thing since first grade, but they don't just bully me in words, and it's also not just making fun of, THERE IS SO MUCH MORE. But I will get to that within this journal.

I live with my older brother, Liam and my little sister, Julie. They are all I really have, our parents died in a car crash along with Eric, my older and Liam's younger brother. I was only two years old when it happened and Liam was eight, Julie wasn't even born yet. But I prefer not to talk about that. I might make a cut in between the days to write more about my past if I have time to but for now I think I'm done with sharing.

It's October 19, 2022 I should probably put that at the top instead of writing the how many days it's been since I made the diary, I can just put that in the diary but not at the top. 

I will write tomorrow.
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"I wish I had never met you!" Deepika's voice echoed across the classroom, each word a dagger to my heart. "Excellent! At least we finally agree on something!" I fired back, even as a tear betrayed the storm of emotions within me. With those final, stinging words, Deepika stormed out, leaving a heavy silence in her wake. The classroom felt like a graveyard, and I stood there, rooted to the spot, desperately wishing I could chase after her and demand the truth. Maybe letting her go was the right choice. Perhaps this is meant to be my unfinished love story, a tale of what-ifs and almosts... ✨ No Deepika. This can't be his bike. Not Arjun's. But I couldn't deny what I saw-the familiar brown Royal Enfield, now twisted and crushed. My heart hammered as I circled around, hoping, praying it wasn't true, until my gaze landed on the number plate: TN56 0809. Arjun's bike. Deepika! Stop imagining things! Arjun would be fine! I felt the world shift, the noise around me blurring into a single, deafening hum. Ambulance and police sirens echoed, and a stranger's voice broke through: "Two boys. Spot dead. College students." I clutched my chest, gasping for air as reality slammed into me. "Arjun..." I whispered, barely holding myself together. Tears stung my face as I sank beside the wreck. "No, Please, No!" My voice cracked as the weight of regret settled in, suffocating me. ✨ Ex-Crush: More than just a crush, but a little less than love. ✨ Arjun and Deepika were hopelessly in love-only they never realized it. Will they find their way to each other, or will their love story remain forever unfinished? ✨ Join Arjun and Deepika on a journey back to those dreamy college days-days where every moment felt eternal, love was unspoken yet ever present, where friendship bloomed like wildflowers, offering a sanctuary from the harsh winds of reality. Come, wander with them through the corridors of college days, where the echoes of laughter still linger.