What if u saw everything differently? And what if that was bad?
Maybe nobody will ever read this, but maybe someone will and if our world hasn't changed maybe I'll be the one to give you hope.
Wednesday, June 14, 2033
The only reason I'm writing this is that maybe I'll die and this will be the only thing left to show I existed at all.
As u might have guessed I'm not overly pleased with the idea
BOOM! a loud blast of cannons echoed from outside the thick window pane. The small pebbles rattle at my feet on the cold stone floor. I huddle in a corner trying in vain to get away from the loud noise that haunts our small city. I don't know what's worse, the bombs or the aftermath... when the fallout of dust and debris fall over the once beautiful city like a blanket of despair. I can't help but think what it must have been like before the creatures of the North took over.
These beings rule over our city raking havoc among our lands. Some think they are terrible creatures unlike me. I find the beauty in both our kind for I am of both worlds.
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dear diary
Teen FictionThe diary of a young teen girl named Aaliyah. can 2 worlds that seem so different be brought together?
