Dear Diary,
It's me again.
But this time it's not to tell you about what plans I have, how or when to accomplish them. Not to scribble a quick list so I won't forget. Not even to tell you how awesome the book I'm reading is. Or what amazing words I discovered.
Not to share my views of world issues or rant about my social life. Not to tell you about my crush, or how he kissed that blonde girl from Econ.
My parents? They're okay. There's been no quarrel for a week, maybe two. I don't know. No issues with my sister either. Though she's not slept at home this week.
Still there's so much I need to say.
I wonder, will you still listen?
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Saving Words.
Lãng mạnGrowing up in a small isolated town, teenage Athena believed she didn't matter. With a wild sister and barely present parents, she was thrown into the world alone and scared. So she wrote. Her feelings, hopes and dreams all woven into a journal she...
