1Alright, I still have writers block, so I'm writing a diary story. Hopefully it's good. The writer is a girl and she's talking about a guy. I didn't use anyone because I thought maybe you (the readers) could pick who you want in this story. Eg. Sakura talking about Sasuke, Ino talking about Shikamaru, Tenten talking about Neji, Hinata talking about Naruto, etc. Alright Please read!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but I do own these entries and I will sue if I find them in another story.
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January 19, 2007 02:17:25 am
Dear diary,
Today I hear his voice telling me that its not anyone's fault but mine, and I cant help but believe him, he's the one that has controlled my life and he has no clue, 'it's your choice so stop blaming it on other people, you choose how to live and stop your life. Not anyone else. If you choose to end your life that's your choice...I'm not going to stop you.'
Oh how I wished he would have said he would stop me. He's the one that controls me life, if he told me to hang myself I would do it. Why is life so cruel? I guess that's the way it goes, if you want something you have to give something back in return, equivalent exchange. If I wanted to give my life up I would have to give something in return. I can give my friend's something, as a suicide present I guess.
February 14, 2007 04:25:35 pm
Dear Diary,
Nothing today. Nothing. You would think I would get at least one stupid little card. But no. Not even one from that one kid that's obsessed with me. Not even one from...him. His words still echo throughout my head. 'If you choose to end your life that's your choice...I'm not going to stop you.' I think I'm going to do it. Im going to end this. End everything, it's not like anyone would care right? No one likes me anyway, I won't be missed. Alright I'm going to do it. But not today. Not today.
March 27, 2007 11:13:15 am
Dear Diary,
This will be my last entry. Tonight at midnight I'm going to do it.
March 27, 2007 11:58:57 pm
My skin is cold, there's no more heat. My lips are blue, I can't feel anything. The life drains from my eyes, It's finally over.
March 28, 2007 12:00:00 am
Dear Diary,
Today I died.
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Was it okay? I hope so. Anyways. Please R&R! Meagan
