Dear Journal, Right here, locked in these pages, are the things that many people have lost the privilege to hear. Now I am going to start sharing them with you. Just stick around (it's not like you can go anywhere anyway), you might just like what I have to say. Everything beyond this point are my thoughts, and my thoughts only. Unfiltered to please people, unchanged to make them shorter and less "boring." I hope you like me, because you can't run. Not like people. You cant talk. Not like people. You can just listen. Welcome to me. Esme Kale Letendre. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello! This is so not worth my time. I am not doing this for myself. No, no, and no! I am doing this for my mom. Literally, she is making me do this. Something like, "Use this diary to write down your thoughts. It's good to have something to tell your thoughts to, just like friends." First of all, just like friends? What the heck is that supposed to mean? Second of all, a diary mom?!? I am a 16 year old guy, why do you all of a sudden think that I need a diary. A Diary!!! Do I not prove my point?? Whatever. See ya never. If I am lucky, these entries will stay locked in these pages forever. Sincerely not yours, Quale William Czerny
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