Dear Diary,
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"In a matter of seconds, the impossible can be possible."
She never understood it, until that day. It's imprinted into her memory- always there, lurking. After it she finally realised the bitter truth of reality- nothing last forever.
The only solution April knows how to face reality is to put on a mask, fake her smiles and have walls up around her. Immune to happiness.
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A year has passed and life is tough for her more then ever: The pain grows day by day and the walls break down day by day, but the smile gets fake day by day. All she wants is someone to listen to her without being judged, criticised or having sympathy for her, but there's no one for her. Except one person, her diary. Her diary is her soul, best friend, tissue, but most of all her listener. Read extracts from her diary....
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