Well I wrote a one shot sort of thing with enrtys by Bubbles. By the way this is my first story and it is somewhat depressing I hope you Enjoy!
Dear Diary,
I just awoke from another dream about him. There he was standing beside me as he whispered my name. I slowly looked at him as if to say "Yes?" As he spoke I swear I heard angels "I love you" He whispered in my of joy escaped my eyes and rolled down my cheek. But Of course it was all just a dream and it will always be a dream. Boomer will never love me like the way I love him. A matter of fact he probally hates me I mean during fights he always says mean things to me and it always hurts. But no matter what I will always love
him even if he dosen' t love me. If only I could stop the fighting between us maybe then would I have a chance. But even if that happened I doubt that he would like me. I can't bare this fellings inside of me. The felling of love is just too strong. Nobody will ever understand not my sisters not the professer. Nobody! I know I'm supposed to hate him but something inside of me is telling me the complete oppisite.
Just the other day he told me how pathic I am because I didn't want to fight them anymore. Just then I felt like I died because of the pain.
It felt like a million bullets went straight threw my heart all at once. I wonder if he realizes the pain he puts me threw but how could he? I can't blame him for my misery, becasue it's not he's fault after all he probally doesn't even know what love is nobody ever loved hinm so why would he love anybody else ecspecially his counterpart. Maybe it's better this way, maybe it's just a stupid, pathic dream that will never come true.
- Bubbles
Dear Diary,
It's been over a week since my last entry but I'm starting to feel better. Boomer has stopped calling me names ans is somewhat nice now.
He even apoligized for how he was acting. I think We might be concidered friends. Maybe not full on friends but better than before. We even talk sometimes here and there when we see eachother. I suppose my last entry was a little over dramatic, but I still feel the same way I still love him now and I at least now he thinks I'm decent. But we can never talk if my sisters or his brothers are around, because they still hate each other but there's nothing I can do.
- Bubbles
Dear Diary,
The fighting between the ppg and the rrb finally stopped. Boomer became very close to me now and we hang out often. I still think there is no chance of us dating but at least we're friends.
-Bubbles