Dear diary

Dear diary, Its May 9th 2026 on a saturday it's 11:53

i wonder why i feel thing i can't talk about like how i always being the one who has to share. From a father to social things that i thought were meant for me but i was wrong there's things i don't really talk about but i want to. i feel confused even if i tell someone i would just get told it doesn't matter  and that it doesn't mean anything and there's nothing wrong with me. i lost the only person who would ask if i was fine or would make sure i was okay. today something happened and now i think i should speak how i feel but i can't. Last night my dad was telling things that i felt was related to my confusion and how i felt.  since mother's day was coming up i told him  something was gonna happen and i told him since i don't have the money for that but i would have it fr father's day and that there was gonna be a problem. He said i shouldn't have to feel like that and that's where a lot of problems start for me. There's days where i want to be alone but i can't because im always being worried about people who doesn't care about me so they say they do. Even the people i call my siblings don't like me but they always ask me for things or to do things for them. It makes me feel like i don't belong in this area or with theses people . as a 16 going on 17 year old i don't think this is normal for anyone but i do know im going to be treated differently from today till the day i move out.  i'm officially in my last year as an 10th grader and i hope  can fill  my dark mind with the light and i hope i can get the person who brought that light comes back. i alway feel like the black sheep that do all of the wrong from the grades to the behavior. wouldn't it be better if i disappear and no one finds me i'm always  in the shadows until they need something or finally realize im here .  HAPPINESS IS NOT ALWAY NEEDED they say so that mean Pain iis needed more but no one sees the hurt or the blame the causes these things to a child that already has problems and that thinks outside of the boxes into a pitch dark worl trying to ignore all the shameless words being thrown at her or him  . THIS WILL BE MY LAST AND FINAL BOOK UNTIL I FEEL THE SPARE AGAIN TO WRITE OR TO CREATE THINGS. HOPELY I WON'T BE DEAD OR VANISHED THANK YOU GUYS FOR READING MY COMICS OR NOVELS  GOODBYE.

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