Spin the bottle..

As I opened my diary at the first page, I breathed in that new book smell. ''where to start'' I tought to myself i smoothed out the first page, took the lid off my pen, and began to write

Dear diary,

I'm Allison, Im almost 17, I have green blue eyes and I have long dark hair I have lots of "friends" but I prefer to keep my problems and secrets to myself, but some times it gets too much and i get deppresed , so I decided that i want to be able to talk to someone, but since I dont trust anyone I decided to start this diary i'll try to write as many times as possible. I read somewhere that it helps so here we go

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1. Introducing Allison..

As I opened my diary at the first page, I breathed in that new book smell. ''where to start'' I tought to myself, I smoothed out the first page, took the lid off my pen, and began to write

 

Dear diary,

 

I'm Allison, I'm almost 17, I have  green blue eyes and I have long dark hair I have lots of "friends" but I prefer to keep my problems and secrets to myself, but sometimes everything just gets too much and I get really deppresed , so I decided that I need someone to talk too, since I don't trust anyone I have decided to start this diary i'll try to write as many times as possible. I read somewhere that it helps so here we go

okay let's start it all began a long time ago, I've never really had a dad, he was never there for me, he loved his friends and drugs more than he loved me and my sister, he was never home only when he needed  money , and my mom being stupid as shit would give it to him, at that point I was 6, when I was  7 he dissapeard out of our life's. I would like to say that it didn't bother me, but that wouldn't be the truth .the time between my eighth and twelfth birthday we moved allot, a new place means new schools. I never was popular and was bullied allot at most schools, but when I was 13 we found a house in California, I loved it, I was not being bullied there, I actually had a lot of friends. when I turned  fifteen I got my first boyfriend, I was madly in love with him, that's  what I thought, but then he wanted more than a kiss butt I wasn't ready, that's when he tried to rape me butt I escaped.  shortly after that happened he moved to England. he couldn't do anything to me anymore, I never told anyone about what happened that day, I was so scared that no one would believe me and ashamed so I kept it a secret..

So that was my life until I turned sixteen, ow and I have a little sister her name is Isabella but we just call her Bella I love her more then anything in this world!

 

 

 

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