Dear Diary

Dear Diary

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"What do you have to hide?" My annoying ass therapist asked me for the one hundredth time. "Why do you care? There's nothing you can do about it now.." No one was there when I truly needed them. When I screamed for help, no one came to my rescue, so why the hell should I tell them anything now? I was the only one there for me. No one could possibly know what Mariana is really hiding, would they be able to help her anyways?
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I'm Mariana Torres, and I'm 15 years old. Not that it matters anyway. Most people wouldn't even take the time to hear my name, I guess I'm just not important. Well, that's what my mom says anyway. I wouldn't call my life the best. If you count being abused daily at home and at school the best, then maybe it is. I'm always bullied at school, even though I don't physically or mentally hurt anyone, they just love to mess with me. Some kids say I'm better off dead, and sometimes, I believe it. I guess you'll hear more about later, that is if you care enough. I could always use someone to listen, better yet... a friend. *Trigger Warning*

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