Dear Diary,
I wrote a piece for an English story concert about the misconceptions of death-told from the perspective of Death himself. It's kind of like The Book Thief. Anyways, we were in groups and all the stories were anonymous. When my group read mine they freaked.
Said the author needed therapy, and how they were endorsing suicide and blah.
So yeah maybe I do need therapy.
Anyways. It ended up winning.
So I guess some people can relate to pain and anguish.
So long,
Larissa
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A/N I did actually participate in my English class's vocab story contest for The Glass Menagerie and this entire entry is true.
The following entry will be the piece itself, for it is too long to include here.
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The Diary of Larissa Tole
Teen FictionMy name is Larissa Tole, and I committed suicide. This is my story. • This is going to be somewhat dark, and potentially triggering, so only read if you're comfortable.
