dear diary
i have a sister
her name is adelaide
her once glistening eyes
don't sparkle as much
no longer does she sing
or dance
or smile
or laugh
she tries to cloak the horrid bruises
that taint her lovely skin
with layers
upon layers
of makeup
and clothes
but i can still see them
they're getting bigger
and materializing more frequently
i'm scared for her
my dear
dear
adelaide
YOU ARE READING
Adelaide
Short Storydear diary, i have a sister her name is adelaide to me she's perfect but she doesn't believe it i only wish she felt the same way about herself. -lowercase intended- national suicide lifeline: 1-800-273-8255
