Dear diary.. Or whatever this is.. This is just an old journal I managed to find on the ground. Someone lost it.
My name is Eren Jaeger. I'm nine years old and and an only child. My mom is Carla and my dad is Grisha.
My mom and I are beaten by my dad. Grisha isn't a good man. He says my dreams are stupid, "You're not fit to be a solider. The Survey Corps wouldn't even accept a wimp like you! You'd be dead before the first expedition!" I hate him.
I cry myself to sleep sometimes. Aren't dads supposed to support their kids?
I don't understand. I probably never will. I'm 'just a kid.' A boring, dumb, wimpy kid. A kid with stupid dreams.
Some days I just want to die. I've tried to kill myself before. Why hasn't it worked? And even if I did die, I would never be able to accomplish my dream.
I want to see the ocean one day. I refuse to die in these walls. I don't want to live by these guidelines that everyone is going on. I'm not livestock, damnit! Let me be FREE!
I want a life. A life with the people I care about. ..........One problem. I don't have anyone to care about. Sure I care about Mom, but I have no siblings and no friends. I have tried.. Dad always stops me.
I just want a friend. A life. A dream fulfilled.
A few minutes ago, I was chased out of the house. Apparently I was late. I didn't know dad needed me! Anyway, I'm writing this with a pen I found lying in the street.
I'm shaking pretty bad and my handwriting is worse than normal.
I just had to tell someone without telling anyone, you know?
I'm gonna cry now... I really hope my dad doesn't find this book. He'd beat me up for sure.
