Don't Tell Willow you are reading this….shhhh
Willow’s Diary
Chapter 1:
Dear Diary,
I feel has if I am in a hole. I cant get out. There is not way up, no way down, no left, no right. Just darkness. The two most important people in my life are gone. Forever. I will never see the glow of my mother or the authority of my dad. Why is this happening to me? For the second time in my life I lost the 2 people that are supposed to care for me the most. Honestly, this time I don’t know if I can move on.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I often find myself flashing back to when my parents still were physically with me. I remember the vacations, the adventure, and the memories. I wish I could grasp them and relive them. I took my parents for granted. The saying “you never know what you have, until you lose it” is true. I want them back!
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I met Dell Duke. He is the kind of guy that would be alone in an apartment with a cat. I think we will get along. Although, he tries to prove me wrong a lot.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Mai and Quang-ha are (I guess you could say) my first friends. I have always had a hard time making friends
Dear Diary,
Sorry it has been awhile. I have been very busy lately. I'm like Santa on Christmas Eve.Well “busy” isn’t the correct word, it is more like “confused”, “depressed”, and “worried”. I’m confused on where I’m going to lived. I’m depressed because I miss my parents. Lastly, I’m “worried” about life. The Old Me would crawl up in a ball and count by 7’s. Pray every time that there would be “7” in the time. I would go study all new diseases and plants. I would search on Google how the lost of parents impact a teens life. The New Me never even consider that. People always say that all good things must come to an end. But was my OCD a good thing? Or was it just a comfort that I would cling to whenever there was a trial or trouble? Right now though it feels good. Dell, Mai, and all of the people that I have grown close to have are always there for me. They never leave my side. Oh my goodness! I have forgotten to tell you about my accident in the hospital. Well it all started out when I was glancing at an article about my parents. I wanted to not read it, but is was like a trance came over me and I could move. I was so focused on what had happened to my parents. Then it went black. I don’t remember falling, and I do not remember the elephant table. All I remember is escaping the hospital. Man that was an adventure. I got 9 stitches, too bad it wasn’t 7.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Dell Duke is honestly a big teddy bear. He is letting Pattie, Mai, Quang-ha, and I take over his apartment. We need to pass the safety test. Cleaning his shack up was quite a challenge. From the smell of the mountain of under wear to the countless amount of horrific and useless items this process could take awhile.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I have started running. If you look on tv shows and posters models make running look so easy. In reality it isn’t. Most times is fells like a sharp knife has cut though your innocent side, and then your legs go numb as your feet start to throb. My tennis shoes are pleading for help. Maybe I will have to reconsider the whole running thing.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
The flowers have made me so happy. Dell has such tender and caring heart. To be honest, nobody has really asked me what I want ever since the accident. These sun flowers bring a light into my day. Watering them. Watching them germinate and grow. It brings hope to me that there can be new life.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Pattie and Jairo adopted me. I guess it’s a new beginning. I planted my acorn. This symbols that I am moving on. It’s a new part of my life. I will germinate and grow. 1..2…3…4…5…6…7 here it begins
-Willow
Chapter 1:
Dear Diary,
I feel has if I am in a hole. I cant get out. There is not way up, no way down, no left, no right. Just darkness. The two most important people in my life are gone. Forever. I will never see the glow of my mother or the authority of my dad. Why is this happening to me? For the second time in my life I lost the 2 people that are supposed to care for me the most. Honestly, this time I don’t know if I can move on.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I often find myself flashing back to when my parents still were physically with me. I remember the vacations, the adventure, and the memories. I wish I could grasp them and relive them. I took my parents for granted. The saying “you never know what you have, until you lose it” is true. I want them back!
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I met Dell Duke. He is the kind of guy that would be alone in an apartment with a cat. I think we will get along. Although, he tries to prove me wrong a lot.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Mai and Quang-ha are (I guess you could say) my first friends. I have always had a hard time making friends
Dear Diary,
Sorry it has been awhile. I have been very busy lately. I'm like Santa on Christmas Eve.Well “busy” isn’t the correct word, it is more like “confused”, “depressed”, and “worried”. I’m confused on where I’m going to lived. I’m depressed because I miss my parents. Lastly, I’m “worried” about life. The Old Me would crawl up in a ball and count by 7’s. Pray every time that there would be “7” in the time. I would go study all new diseases and plants. I would search on Google how the lost of parents impact a teens life. The New Me never even consider that. People always say that all good things must come to an end. But was my OCD a good thing? Or was it just a comfort that I would cling to whenever there was a trial or trouble? Right now though it feels good. Dell, Mai, and all of the people that I have grown close to have are always there for me. They never leave my side. Oh my goodness! I have forgotten to tell you about my accident in the hospital. Well it all started out when I was glancing at an article about my parents. I wanted to not read it, but is was like a trance came over me and I could move. I was so focused on what had happened to my parents. Then it went black. I don’t remember falling, and I do not remember the elephant table. All I remember is escaping the hospital. Man that was an adventure. I got 9 stitches, too bad it wasn’t 7.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Dell Duke is honestly a big teddy bear. He is letting Pattie, Mai, Quang-ha, and I take over his apartment. We need to pass the safety test. Cleaning his shack up was quite a challenge. From the smell of the mountain of under wear to the countless amount of horrific and useless items this process could take awhile.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
I have started running. If you look on tv shows and posters models make running look so easy. In reality it isn’t. Most times is fells like a sharp knife has cut though your innocent side, and then your legs go numb as your feet start to throb. My tennis shoes are pleading for help. Maybe I will have to reconsider the whole running thing.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
The flowers have made me so happy. Dell has such tender and caring heart. To be honest, nobody has really asked me what I want ever since the accident. These sun flowers bring a light into my day. Watering them. Watching them germinate and grow. It brings hope to me that there can be new life.
-Willow
Dear Diary,
Pattie and Jairo adopted me. I guess it’s a new beginning. I planted my acorn. This symbols that I am moving on. It’s a new part of my life. I will germinate and grow. 1..2…3…4…5…6…7 here it begins
-Willow