Hey guys! Welcome to my new story!

On the Total Drama Writers Forum, we have a Summer Secret Santa. I was chosen to write this story for Julius (Hugh-Takinamee). I hope you like it, dude! Speaking of which, I wonder who got me… My story prompt was: either Amy/Topher fic with a Samopher plot twist or Gwuncan fic with a Duncney plot twist. This story will be Amy/Topher into Samopher, since I feel it would be hard to write Duncney/Gwuncan, since I've already written a Samopher before.

I do not own Total Drama. If I did, Sammy and Dawn would have won their respective seasons, and Noah would have won TDWT. I also don't own My Chemical Romance. All I have of them is an unhealthy obsession. I don't own Supernatural, either, if you see the obvious reference.

This story has mentions of abuse, self-harm, and suicide. Viewer discretion is advised.

Dear Diary

Age 7

Sammy was sitting in her room, writing in her diary.

Dear Diary,

I feel like you are the only person that I can talk to. Amy has made mommy and daddy love her more. She is so mean to me, and I hate it!

Anyways, I have a secret too tell you. I have a crush on a new boy in my class, Topher Winchester. He's really cute, and kind. But I think Amy likes him, too. Why can't my life be easier?

I have to go. Amy wants me to do something for her again.

From,

Sammy Williams

"Samey! I can't find my crayons! Give me yours, or I'll tell on you," Amy ordered.

Sammy immediately gave Amy the crayons that she had, and went back to her room.

When she was back in her room, Sammy got a book off of her bookshelf and started reading it. As she read, she mumbled to herself, "Why does Amy have to be such a bully?"

Age 11

Sammy was in her room, her eyes filled with tears. She was looking for a book on her bookshelf when she saw the diary that she got when she was 7.

'I haven't seen this thing in a few months,' she thought to herself. 'Now seems like as good a time as any to write in it, since I have so much on my mind right now.'

She grabbed a pencil and sat on her bed, starting to write.

Dear Diary,

Amy has completely ruined my life. I was about to ask Topher if he wanted to go to the movies, but the second Amy saw me approach him, she pushed me into a locker, and then asked him for herself. And he said YES! Why does she always have to do this sort of thing to me?

My only friends, Jasmine, Zoey, Gwen, and Dawn, tried to make me feel better, but nothing worked. I know they were trying the best they could, but they just don't understand what it's like to constantly have someone tormenting you.

Amy always has to have everything without working for it. She always uses my homework, makes sure that her clothes are better than mine, and has made sure that I had no friends, or at least, what she considered, the 'losers' for friends. I hate her so much. Why can't she be nice to me?

Sadly yours,

Sammy Williams

Sammy closed her diary, and placed it underneath of her dresser, where she thought she would remember it.

"Samey, come here please," yelled Sammy's mother.

'Great,' Sammy thought.

"Yes, mother?"

"You need to clean out the basement for Amy's sleepover tomorrow," her mother ordered.

"Ok."

"If you do that, I might let you bring the spare DVD player to your room while they're downstairs."

"Ok."

Age 16

Sammy walked into her room, and immediately put on her headphones and listened to music. As she listened to the sounds of My Chemical Romance, she searched for a small box. When she looked under her dresser, she found the box, but she also found something she didn't expect; she found her old diary.

Now covered in dust and with the pages old and faded, her diary had been sitting under the dresser since she was 11, and Amy ruined her chances with Topher.

"This old thing? Wow. I forgot about this," Sammy whispered to herself.

Sammy took the diary and the box and sat down on her bed, and started writing.

Dear Diary,

Wow. It's been like 5 years since I last wrote to you. I thought things seemed bad when I was 11. Things are so much worse now than they were back then.

Amy has been going out with Topher ever since that day in 6th grade. She has been going out with the guy I like for 5. Fucking. Years. I'm just tired of Amy at this point. She has ruined my life, and I just want to get away from her. I want to get away from everyone, really.

Topher doesn't even know how I feel, although for now, I think it's for the best. If he knew my secret, he would hate me, anyways. I mean, not even Jasmine, Zoey, and Gwen know my secret. Dawn knows it, but she has been keeping it to herself. I have been cutting myself, and yet nobody even knows. How did they not notice? I always wear jackets and sweatshirts to cover my arms, and I never did that before.

Still, nobody even cares. I just, feel like I need to end it all. It's not like it will make a difference to anyone, anyways. I guess this will count as a suicide note, if anyone cares to find it.

For the last time,

Sammy Williams

Sammy closed her diary for the last time, and opened the box, breaking down in tears as she did it. She stuck her hand in the box, and took out a small knife. She lifted the knife closer and closer to her neck. She had almost put it up against her neck when someone opened her bedroom door.

"Is anyone in here? I heard crying," Topher said as he walked in. He then noticed Sammy with the knife to her neck. "Holy shit!"

"Topher! What are you doing here?" Sammy panicked, putting the knife next to her.

"What the fuck were you doing with that knife, Samey? Were you trying to kill yourself or something?"

When Sammy didn't answer him, Topher started yelling. "Why the fuck were you about to kill yourself?"

"Amy has been ruining my life since we were born. She abuses me, both mentally and physically, and I'm just tired of it," Sammy confessed.

"Amy has been abusing you?"

"Yeah. Nobody noticed enough to care, though. Not even my own friends."

"Well, I care enough about you, Samey. I mean, I did just prevent you from cutting your head off… I'm not helping, am I?"

"It's ok. You're fine."

"Well, now that I know this, I finally have a good reason to break up with that bitch Amy."

"What? You were going to break up with Amy?"

"Yeah. I've wanted to break up with her since our first date, but I'm kinda afraid of her…"

Sammy laughed a little at that.

A scream was then heard from across the house, "Topher! Are you here?!"

"Amy's home," Sammy said.

"Then I guess it's now or never," Topher said. "Here goes nothing."

Topher was about to leave the room, but Sammy stopped him.

"Oh, and Topher?"

"Yeah?"

"It's Sammy, not Samey."

Once Topher left Sammy's room, Sammy went into the dining room and hid behind the china cabinet so she wouldn't be seen.

"Amy, I have something to tell you… I'm breaking up with you."

"WHAT! Why are you breaking up with me? We've been dating for the last five years."

"Because I never liked you. You have always been a complete asshole to everyone. Especially your sister."

"What do you mean 'especially your sister'?"

"What I mean is that, because of you, your sister almost committed fucking suicide a few minutes ago."

"Samey nearly committed suicide? She must have just been trying to get attention."

"This is what I mean. You are a total bitch, and you don't even care who you hurt. This is why I'm breaking up with you."

"In that case, GET. OUT. NOW."

"Actually, I was going to check on Sammy first."

Upon hearing that, Sammy silently bolted back to her room.

When Topher got back, Sammy was sitting on her bed. She had managed to put away the knife before he came back.

Topher sat down next to her and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Sammy nodded her head.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes."

"Ok," Topher said.

Topher then placed a soft kiss on Sammy's lips, and left, leaving a small piece of paper on Sammy's nightstand.

Sammy sat on her bed, stunned for a few seconds after Topher left, and then saw the piece of paper.

'555-111-1111 –Topher Winchester'

Sammy stared at the paper, and quickly stuffed the paper in her pocket when Amy came in.

"So, Spareamy, you tried to commit suicide?"

Sammy said nothing, and Amy continued to talk, "I wouldn't really care if you did, to be honest. You're just a waste of space."

That was when Sammy finally snapped. "Shut up, Amy! I'm not a waste of space! You may think that you're the better twin, but you obviously aren't! I'm actually nice to people, in case you haven't noticed."

Amy was utterly shocked at this. She just stood there frozen, so Sammy yelled one final thing, "I HATE YOU!"Sammy then pushed Amy out of her room and slammed the door, locking it behind her.

Sammy then grabbed her phone and started texting Zoey.

'Can I stay at your house for the next few days? I'm running away from home."

'Sure. You walking here?'

'Yeah. Be there in 20 minutes.'

Sammy then put her phone in her pocket, and put some clothes, her laptop, and her diary in a bag, and walked to Zoey's house, making sure not to alert Amy of her presence, and not caring to leave a note or anything.

That night, when Zoey had already fallen asleep, Sammy was wide awake, so she decided to text the number that was left in her room.

'Hey. It's Sammy'

A few seconds later, she got a text back, 'Hey. Are you ok?'

'Yeah. I ran away from home. I'm staying with my friend Zoey.'

'Wow. Since that bitch Amy isn't with me anymore, I have something to ask you'

'What?'

'Will you go out with me?'

Sammy was shocked at this question. She couldn't believe Topher would ask her out. 'Sure. How about tomorrow at 7:30 at the new Chinese place by the park?'

'Sounds good. See you tomorrow. Bye'

'Bye,' Sammy said, putting her phone back in her bag.

'I can't believe he asked me out,' she thought.

Age 18

Sammy had been staying at Zoey's for two years now. Sammy's parents didn't care to take her home, and Zoey's parents didn't mind having her stay.

Sammy had been able to get all of her stuff in her old room when her "family" wasn't home. Zoey's parents had set up the spare room as Sammy's new room, and things had been so much better for Sammy.

She was cleaning out her closet, trying to find a nice dress for graduation, when something fell off of the top shelf.

"Huh?" Sammy said, before bending down to pick it up. "My old diary? Wow. This thing has never seen anything happy, so I may as well give it something.

Sammy grabbed a pencil, and started writing.

Dear Diary,

Yup, I'm still here. Didn't think I would be here, either. Things have been looking up since the last time I wrote to you.

I've been living with Zoey and her parents since that day 2 years ago. Things are so much better without having Amy abusing me 24/7. I've been able to transfer out of all of our shared classes, and I quit cheerleading, so I now have no way for her to get to me.

Topher and I have been dating for 2 years now. We got together when he gave me his number on that day, and we've been together ever since. He's been acting a little weird lately, but I think it'll be fine.

So, tonight is graduation. I'm finally going to be out of high school! I can move as far away from Amy as possible. I'll miss my friends, though. They'll all be going to different colleges.

Well, now that you finally know what happiness is like, I think I'm done for the day.

Happily yours,

Sammy Williams

Right after Sammy finished writing, she found a white sundress and white sandals, and put them on. While she curled her hair, Zoey, along with Gwen, Dawn, and Jasmine, walked into Sammy's room.

Hey, Sammy," Gwen said.

"Hey guys."

"Are you almost ready to go?" Zoey asked.

"Just about. I just have to finish my hair."

"Your aura has been changing over the last few years. 2 years ago, your aura was a brown color with a little black in it. Now, your aura is a beautiful shade of yellow," Dawn said

"Thanks, I think," Sammy said.

Sammy finished doing her hair, and the girls left for the school.

It was graduation. The diplomas were in the process of being handed out, and they were currently on Shawn Jarretson, Jasmine's boyfriend.

"Amanda Williams," The principal, Mr. McLean announced.

As Amy walked up, she cast Sammy a smirk and grabbed her diploma without a second glance.

"Samantha Williams," Mr. McLean called.

Sammy walked up to the podium, visibly nervous. She took her diploma and shook Mr. McLean's hand. Before she walked off the stage, Mr. McLean told her to stay on stage for a moment. Sammy was confused, but stayed on stage, nonetheless.

"Christopher Winchester," the principal called out. Topher walked on stage, and was handed not only is diploma, but also the microphone that Mr. McLean had been using.

"Ok, so you might be wondering what's going on. First, let me just say that this took a lot of work to get permission to do.

"Sammy, could you please come over here?"

Sammy, who was even more confused than she was before, walked over to Topher, staring at him.

"I have been dating Sammy for the past two years, and I can easily say that those years have been the greatest of my life. So, I wanted to ask her something," Topher said, turning towards Sammy and putting his hand in his pocket.

"Sammy, will you marry me?"

Many of the people in the audience, most notably Topher's parents and Sammy's friends, had all said "Aww" at the touching moment. An audible gag could be heard coming from backstage.

Sammy burst into tears of joy, and, in the middle of it all, had managed to say, "Yes!"

Age 22

Sammy and Topher have been married for four years. They have been living a good life in that time. They have recently moved from a small apartment to a house in the suburbs of Ontario, near where Zoey and her husband, Mike, lived. Sammy and Topher have a four year old son, Dean, and a newborn son, Sam.

One day, Sammy was unpacking some of the boxes. She opened one of the smaller boxes, and unpacked its contents. After removing a photo album of her and her friends, she found a small book.

"What's this?" Sammy asked herself. As she flipped through the pages, she realized what it was.

"My old diary? Wow. I thought I lost this thing years ago."

So, Sammy sat down and proceeded to write in it, just like old times.

Dear Diary,

Wow. It's been so long since I've written to you, and so much has changed since then.

So, here's what's new. Topher and I have been married for four years now. We have two sons, Sam and Dean. We live in a house in Ontario. Nothing in our lives could be better.

Topher is the host of this new reality show, Camp TV, where 18 teens spend the summer on an island, competing for 100,000 dollars. I'm the lead singer of a punk band, with Gwen on guitar and her cousin Duncan on the drums. We have been playing local gigs, and are hoping to make it big soon.

Joyfully yours,

Sammy Winchester (Yup! No longer Williams!)

Sammy closed her diary, and put it in a small chest that she had recently unpacked.

An hour later, Topher came home from the park with Sam and Dean.

"Hey babe," Topher said.

"Hey. How was the park?"

"It was good. I taught Dean how to swing, and Sam had fun feeding the ducks."

"That's great. Could you please put this chest in the attic? I need to get ready for my gig tonight."

"Of course," Topher said, picking up the chest and carrying it away.

Age 45

One day, Sammy had been cleaning out her attic with her 7 year old granddaughter, Blake. Blake had just come across an old wooden chest, so she opened it and went through the contents of it. When she looked through it, she found an old book, with the cover warn and the pages extremely faded.

"Grandma, what's this old book?"

Sammy walked over to where Blake was standing. When she saw the book, she instantly remembered what it was.

"This was my old diary. I got it when I was around your age. I used to write all of the things that happened to me in this thing. I have a lot of old memories in there."

Sammy stood there, remembering all of the things she had written; from the time she admitted her crush on Topher to it, to when she nearly committed suicide because of Amy's abuse.

"Blake," Sammy said. "I want you to have this. Write whatever you want in this. Let it know what your life is like. Hopefully, it will be better than mine was."

So guy, how was that? Did you like it?

Julius, I hope you liked this.

Please, everyone, leave a review down below, and I'll see you guys next time. That's all for now. Bye!