Edited by evia the unicorn
Hello there. I am … someone you know. I don’t want to say my name yet. You might have an idea, but, just let me tell my story first.
My youth wasn’t exactly what you call ‘amazing’ or ‘memorable’. You can describe it as ‘dark’ and ‘depressive’
And to prove that, I’ll show you some pieces from my diary.
This is a story about how I grew up. About all the disappointments and traumas in my life, and about the harsh existence of my father.
And belief me when I say that I had to cry when I wrote this. Because everything… is true