Dear Diary,
I was tired all day from the movie night we had. And I could tell Eddie was too. He didn't end up going home till nearly midnight and once he did leave we were on our phones texting each other for another couple of hours.
During that whole day I dragged my feet from class to class. My eyes barely opening. I didn't focus at all during my classes. Not that it really mattered...
But even with the dark bags under my eyes, I still didn't regret the previous night.
Love,
Annabel.
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Dear Diary: My Last 100 Days
Teen FictionDear Diary, Leaving this world was not by choice. So since I had no choice I wanted to leave something precious of mine behind. With you I leave the last 100 days of my life. Love, Annabel
