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18-04-10
Dear Diary
It's me again Jasper.
Today is the day that everything I ever had fell apart. I'm now living with Peter and Charlotte who are husband and wife and are dearest friends to me. I have no family as both my parents were the only children and had died and their parents are also dead.
I know Peter and Charlotte because Peter had worked with my dad and was great friends with my parents before they died, who were Sophie and Nicky Whitlock. Everyone knew who they were in Texas, my dad owned the biggest magazine company in the world ', and everyone knew my mom because she married him and everyone knew me! their son Jasper Whitlock.
I had so many friends, In and out of school, everyone expected the most from me I was the schools golden boy. But then tragedy struck and my hardworking dad died on in a plane crash coming home from Tokyo, Japan. Mum died shortly after that day of committing suicide from a broken heart.
I had tried stopping her but she didn't listen and there was nothing I could do. I blamed myself for her death saying ' It was my entire fault I could've made her stop' though I could of if I tried harder than I did.
This all happened when I was 15 years old, and I am 17 now, it's been two years today since this all happened. I got dad's Company, but I didn't want it. Peter and Charlotte were the people my parents made my guardians when they died.
They were really great, they weren't like my parents they respected my space more. I called them Peter and Charlotte because they have always been there for me and calling them mom and dad would be heart wrenching.
In these two years when everything fell apart, I zoned out everyone and I didn't talk to anyone but Peter and Charlotte. I lost everything in just two years my parents, my friends, my popularity I lost everything except Peter and Charlotte.
I got into alcohol and drugs and I was kind of the bad kid of Texas I joined a group called the lost boys. I talked to those boys as well there were five of us including me.
We were all there for each other; they were the brothers I never had. We always hung out and just made a muck of the town, but today is the day I do nothing. I hated this day with a passion, I tried lifting my chin up on this day for two years but I can'.
So I decided that I can be sad at least for one day every year for the rest of life and on this day I never do anything I do nothing at all. Oh but I do go to the graveyard were mom and dad are buried then I came home and did nothing, Nothing at all.
But between you and me I cried my lungs out in my closet so no-one could hear. Because even though I may seem tough inside it's killing me I want my parents back so bad it hurts.
I looked at the last sentence I wrote and closed up the diary, I don't like calling it a diary I don't even like owning one, as I sound too much like a girl. But I have ever since my parents died it's the only way I can express my feelings on things that has happened, it's the only thing that understands me.
I haven't told anyone I own a diary not even Peter and Charlotte. I stuffed it under my bed mattress and turned off the light. I snuggled up in my bed and pulled my quilt over my head. Tomorrow is a new day, and hopefully it will be better then today. But of course it will be, though tomorrow I have school. I closed my eyes and tried to let myself fall into a deep sleep, though instead of me falling straight to sleep, I cry until darkness takes over.
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