Dear Diary.. the Diary of my Sad Little Life
August 10, 2009:
I have begun a diary, not for the sole purpose of composing my daily thoughts, but for the fear that my life may soon come to an end, the reasons still unexplainable, it is as if I can sense my time is running out, I am not afraid, I am quite prepared to die.. I have no family, no friends.. No love.. My father was murdered before my eyes.. By my mother, afterward she died of shame, grief, she shot herself prior to her arrest. I spent the last 6 months hiding, cowering in my home. Alone. My age is 17.
A/N: in future entriees i will put more than one diary entry in a page, but for noww this is itt. mssage mee if you want me to continueee, :) much lovee, katiee.