Hey people. Sorry it's been a while- homework's keeping me busy *awwww* lol
Here's the second entry in Amy's diary and if you're wondering what is bothering her so much? And what's the secret, the one no-one - not even Sonic- knows about?
Continue reading to find out...
Dedicated to my good friend (and also the other half of -our joint account)- Daneliz' =3
I'll shut up now and let you read, lol. Hope you enjoy!!!!

Dear Diary,

Well I awoke this morning feeling great, not. I barely slept at all. You see today it has been two years, two years since my baby was taken away. I have gone through Elisabeth Kübler-Ross' five stages of grief except one –acceptance. I am no longer angry or depressed. I'm no longer bargaining with myself and I'm not in denial, anymore. But I have not accepted the fact that she is gone!

Sonic, dear love him, is trying really hard not to say or do anything that might upset me today. He even made, okay attempted to make, me breakfast in bed. I felt total guilt when I brushed the pancakes around the edge of my plate, but I could not stomach it. His face dropped and everything.
" I know it's a little burnt and probably got too much sugar and lemon juice on, but... it's the thought that counts, right?" He asked me. What was I meant to say- yes it's burnt and the flavour is sickening? I can't believe that this is you 12th attempt at making them? Why bother?

But I couldn't say that (and not just because they actually tasted okay, because they actually did. Well the bite that I tried) because I love him and he's right, it is the thought that counts. Furthermore it's not just me who's suffering. That's why I hugged him and forced down one pancake, for that was all I could manage without puking everywhere.

After breakfast I got into the shower. A cold one I may add. For the bitterness of the temperature washes away the ache in my heart for this day. Her anniversary. Eternity's anniversary.

I went to the grave. Though not alone, Sonic came with me. It was covered in fresh flowers and a new teddy, one that was not worn out due to the weather like the other one. The new teddy bear is from Cream and Tails. We added a bunch of mixed flowers; we could not make up our mind. Once the flower had been laid we left. But no before saying Happy Birthday to our child.

I still haven't told him, but that's okay. For me it is, anyway. I mean what am I meant to say?

Oh I've got to go, Sonic's calling me. Shadow's here to see me or something.

Amy Rose x

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