The Life and Lies of Me

My name is Esme. Ever since my parents died in a car crash, my sister is the closest person I've got...even though she hates me. Love is in the air for a while. A diary is the best part of my life right now. It's amazing what just letting go of your emotions really does to you.
I live with my Aunt Mira who has a grudge against me, godness knows why. After stealing her diary, I can find out my aunt's secrets too. I miss my old friend, but will a new boyfriend make things better... and will the love last? I just want to know the secrets of the past, and the secrets of my mum and my aunt - the twins that never got on.

With secrets, lies and the twists and turns of life, Esme will discover the mysteries that you don't even find in stories.


21. Coma

Thursday 13th December

Don’t go there. I know it’s been a while. I can’t stand to write, and I have no spare time anyway. Whenever I am not at school or in bed, I am at the local hospital. I haven’t been doing homework either. My teachers get really annoyed; they’ve even spoken to Aunt Mira. I am spending all my time with Rose. She’s been in a coma ever since the accident. It’s been two weeks and I can’t get over it. What if she never wakes up? I talk to her every day for hours on end, keeping her up to date on school stuff. Things have been different without Carly. Aiden has been strange. He keeps looking at me, but his friends pull him back, as if he is a puppet and they are controlling him.

I’ve had lunchtime detentions every day this week. I beg my teachers to not make me stay after school; I go to see Rose as soon as I finish school, at 3.15 pm. The nice teachers feel sorry for me. The strict teachers give me after school detentions, but I never go. I care for Rose way too much.

Her mother still seems to hate me, though. Rose’s father and I are quite similar, in a way. We get on quite well, considering things. Whenever Martha (Rose’s mum) picks on me and blames her daughters’ injury, Ethan (Rose’s dad) tells her to stop and whispers in my ear that it’s not really my fault. Though I can tell he’s worried. They both secretly wish that I was riding Mocha when the gunshot was fired. That I was the one that fell off the horse…That I was in a coma right now, not Rose.


Things aren’t great. Without Rose, school is boring. After we became friends, we laughed and giggled like ever. She’s my best friend now, the only person I trust. I love Rose as a friend, she's passionate, kind, funny, she doesn’t judge people, but most importantly, she can be strong. I know that she can make it through all this…mess. She’s my best friend and I don’t want to lose her.

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