Dear Diary

Dear Diary

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Dear Diary, today marks the last week of summer break with nothing to do and no one to see. There's only one person I can think of to call a "friend" right now. Over the whole summer I just saw familiar faces but no one special. No one in my life that I can truly trust, other than you. You can bare my pain, hate, confusions, and love. You can relieve some of the burden of my life off my shoulders. You are a god like figure in my eyes but your also the devil. There's not one thing you don't know about me. I know who you are, you know who I am. So, Dear Diary, do create or destroy who I am in society? You know about my past. You know what I've seen. You know who I am as a person. Reviewing my life over and over again doesn't change what I've done in the past, but let's go again. Let's have one final look about my past my old friend before it all ends.
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Day 1 Dear Diary, Hey it's me again I am not really sure what to say. Okay scratch that I wanted to say, guess what? I know that I might be going to church and doing my regular alter serving thing. I know that I am getting closer with the people that help out with me. I know that they are good people, maybe even my friends but I know that in the end I will hurt them. And they might hurt me before I can. I know that I don't want to but I did 10 years ago. I don't wanna do it again. Today is the first day of the Carnival my friends are here to pick me up which means I have to go and put my wig on to cover up all my white (born with) hair. Oh before I go one more thing this is day 1 of full on depression. Day 1 of bottling up my emotions. Day 1 of putting walls up and not letting and anyone see the real me cause lets be honest I am not an ordinary girl!

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