DIARY
Juliet's P.O.V.
I think the biggest mistake I ever made was annoying my big brother. See, he keeps a diary. And, when I was about 7, I decided to read it. Dumb, as I could barely read, but still, fun.
I liked to think of myself as a spy, so I was all black for my mission. Into his room, forget about the security cameras, and jackpot! The diary!
Dear Diary, (it read)
That's as far as I got. I could feel someone breathing down my neck, and turned within a second.
"Dom! Hi, Dom!" Oh God. I was so dead.
"What are you doing?" he growled. I hadn't heard my big brother angry at me before then, and it terrified me.
"I was reading," I whispered.
He snatched the book out of my hand. I was trembling, on the verge of tears.
To my horror, and complete surprise, he hit me. Gave me the worst beating of my life, and I've been to bodyguard training.
Why do you think I wear make-up? To look pretty? Wrong. Permanent black eye, covered it mascara and eye shadow. Scar on my lip, covered in lipstick. The nails are just a beauty thing though.
But I must admit, given a chance, I would love to read it.