Dear Diary,
My life is a living hell. At school, my friends are trying to fix me up with Hojo. I have that Inuyasha to deal with, and my parents, well, they don't understand me (well my dad at least). Take last night as an example. I got home at 11:45 PM. I had told my parents that I'd be out late. As soon as I walked through the front door, Souta immediately shouted out, "Hey, Mom! Kagome's home!" I expected my mom to come scolding me about being home so late, but to my surprise, she didn't.
It was my dad who came rushing out in fury. "Kagome Higurashi! How dare you?!" he bellowed. I was perplexed. "I'm sorry! I told you that I'd be out late tonight. I was taking the night shift of my job!" My mom came in. I half-expected her to scold me along with my infuriated father. But I was wrong. She had come to rescue me. "Let it go." She tried to soothe my father's anger. "Kagome is a responsible young lady. She had to do what she had to do." Souta was watching this whole dispute. "Souta, go to bed," my father demanded, "NOW!" Souta instantly bolted up the stairs and went straight to bed. He didn't want to have to deal with an angry dad.
Once Souta was upstairs, my dad began quarrelling with my mom again. "Kagome might be responsible, but it's a school night! She shouldn't be out this late!" he said. My mother responded with, "Yes, it's true that she shouldn't be out this late, but she had a job to do! You should be proud of her! She's living up to her responsibilities. Kagome, did you do your homework yet?" I responded with a nod. "See?" she argued, "Kagome is keeping up with her schoolwork and her job. You should be proud of her!" Dad hesitated before he said anything else. "Kagome has been out this late for the past 3 days. W-" I interrupted him. "My boss assigned me to the night shift for this week! That's why! If you only listened to me sometimes, you'd know this! You never listen to me! You don't understand what it's like to be a teenager! It's harder than you think, you know!" With that, I ran up to my room and cried myself to sleep.
Mom is the only one who understands how I feel. When I am down in the dumps, I know that I can always go to her comfort. She might not have the best advice ever, but she tries to help me, and that's what counts. Dad is just. so frustrating. he just doesn't understand. One of the things I dislike about him is his temper. He can't control it, and he usually takes it out on me or Souta. Souta. well, he's my little brother, and he can get as annoying as little brothers can get. But I still love him. Grandpa usually isn't involved in these arguments. He is one of those people who just sits in the sidelines, not knowing what to do. He doesn't know whether to comfort me or to scold me. But no matter what he does, I know that he cares, and that's why I love him. I mean, I love my whole family and all, but sometimes, it seems like Dad doesn't deserve to be loved. Sometimes, it seems like he doesn't love me. and that's why we always have these arguments.
This morning, I went to school with puffy red eyes. Ayumi came up to me and immediately stopped walking. "Kagome. Are you okay?" she asked worriedly. "I'm fine." I responded, without showing any emotions. I was thinking of going to Sango for help, but then I realized that I'd have to face Inuyasha. He'd have a fit if he knew what I was going through. Besides, he doesn't care about me. He cares about Kikyo.
I hate that Inuyasha! He thinks he's all that and everything! I. I. I. Who am I kidding? There's really no use denying it. I don't hate him, or even dislike him, I love Inuyasha. I love the way his silver hair glistens in the moonlight. I love his amber eyes, which are just so full of emotion and meaning. He may seem to be cold and uncaring, but I know that he's really just a frightened, lost puppy. I mean, Hojo isn't bad or anything. I know he likes me, and I like him, too, just not in that way. He's really nice, he's handsome, and he's smart, but he's not Inuyasha.
I've loved him since I looked at him. I can't believe that I'm only admitting this now, and to myself, too! If only I could tell him how I feel. But even if I did, what difference will it make? He's still in love with Kikyo. I know I can't change his past. But I also believe that we can determine our own destiny... Now the question is who is right for him? Me, or Kikyo? I'm gonna end my entry here. Until the next time!
- Kagome Higurashi
My life is a living hell. At school, my friends are trying to fix me up with Hojo. I have that Inuyasha to deal with, and my parents, well, they don't understand me (well my dad at least). Take last night as an example. I got home at 11:45 PM. I had told my parents that I'd be out late. As soon as I walked through the front door, Souta immediately shouted out, "Hey, Mom! Kagome's home!" I expected my mom to come scolding me about being home so late, but to my surprise, she didn't.
It was my dad who came rushing out in fury. "Kagome Higurashi! How dare you?!" he bellowed. I was perplexed. "I'm sorry! I told you that I'd be out late tonight. I was taking the night shift of my job!" My mom came in. I half-expected her to scold me along with my infuriated father. But I was wrong. She had come to rescue me. "Let it go." She tried to soothe my father's anger. "Kagome is a responsible young lady. She had to do what she had to do." Souta was watching this whole dispute. "Souta, go to bed," my father demanded, "NOW!" Souta instantly bolted up the stairs and went straight to bed. He didn't want to have to deal with an angry dad.
Once Souta was upstairs, my dad began quarrelling with my mom again. "Kagome might be responsible, but it's a school night! She shouldn't be out this late!" he said. My mother responded with, "Yes, it's true that she shouldn't be out this late, but she had a job to do! You should be proud of her! She's living up to her responsibilities. Kagome, did you do your homework yet?" I responded with a nod. "See?" she argued, "Kagome is keeping up with her schoolwork and her job. You should be proud of her!" Dad hesitated before he said anything else. "Kagome has been out this late for the past 3 days. W-" I interrupted him. "My boss assigned me to the night shift for this week! That's why! If you only listened to me sometimes, you'd know this! You never listen to me! You don't understand what it's like to be a teenager! It's harder than you think, you know!" With that, I ran up to my room and cried myself to sleep.
Mom is the only one who understands how I feel. When I am down in the dumps, I know that I can always go to her comfort. She might not have the best advice ever, but she tries to help me, and that's what counts. Dad is just. so frustrating. he just doesn't understand. One of the things I dislike about him is his temper. He can't control it, and he usually takes it out on me or Souta. Souta. well, he's my little brother, and he can get as annoying as little brothers can get. But I still love him. Grandpa usually isn't involved in these arguments. He is one of those people who just sits in the sidelines, not knowing what to do. He doesn't know whether to comfort me or to scold me. But no matter what he does, I know that he cares, and that's why I love him. I mean, I love my whole family and all, but sometimes, it seems like Dad doesn't deserve to be loved. Sometimes, it seems like he doesn't love me. and that's why we always have these arguments.
This morning, I went to school with puffy red eyes. Ayumi came up to me and immediately stopped walking. "Kagome. Are you okay?" she asked worriedly. "I'm fine." I responded, without showing any emotions. I was thinking of going to Sango for help, but then I realized that I'd have to face Inuyasha. He'd have a fit if he knew what I was going through. Besides, he doesn't care about me. He cares about Kikyo.
I hate that Inuyasha! He thinks he's all that and everything! I. I. I. Who am I kidding? There's really no use denying it. I don't hate him, or even dislike him, I love Inuyasha. I love the way his silver hair glistens in the moonlight. I love his amber eyes, which are just so full of emotion and meaning. He may seem to be cold and uncaring, but I know that he's really just a frightened, lost puppy. I mean, Hojo isn't bad or anything. I know he likes me, and I like him, too, just not in that way. He's really nice, he's handsome, and he's smart, but he's not Inuyasha.
I've loved him since I looked at him. I can't believe that I'm only admitting this now, and to myself, too! If only I could tell him how I feel. But even if I did, what difference will it make? He's still in love with Kikyo. I know I can't change his past. But I also believe that we can determine our own destiny... Now the question is who is right for him? Me, or Kikyo? I'm gonna end my entry here. Until the next time!
- Kagome Higurashi