06/01/2015
What was I doing? I had run down the streets, lost but can I truly get lost? I have lived in this godforsaken city for way too long to not know the ins and outs. I am invisible, I see all and never get lost in this city. Sometimes I like to pretend that I am the people I observe.
What would it be like living in their shoes for one minute? One hour? One day?
Maybe it would make it would go away, the pain of living my own life. I don't know. Whatever.
Goodbye Diary,
Emily Iris
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Our Summer Vacation Diary
Teen FictionTwo teenagers meet in unfortunate ways. She helps him and he helps her. They learn more about each other through the summer and each person doesn't want it to end. But is the help enough to keep them both alive or will one of them lose themselves fo...
