September 30, 1855
� I have been in this room unwilled on leaving in tell I remember everything I have not ate since the 22nd of September I am starving. My hand shakes as I write these very words. I am cast away from a world that treats me like a demon, but I feel like a monster. I do not know what is wrong with me but I wish I did.
� I miss my mother but no matter how hard I try I see her body but then I think harder and her face is a blur. Then I think to what my father would say about my mother and how I looked so much like her, the same hair, the same eyes, the same figure, and the same voice, and as I sit here thinking about all of this I also try to remember my father but again just a blur. Sometimes I wonder if I even want to re…
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sorry whoeva left that comment I ain't eva heard of that person so how can i copy it if i don't kno who the hell it is so leave me the hell alone. I'll take nice comment and suggestion but tellin' me i freakin' copy sum1 I don't even kno bout is stupid I've been workin' on this for a really long time. Yours Truely, November RainRead more >
sorry but no more I worked really had on this and ever since i put it on here I've only got insults and rude comments. Yours Truely, November RainRead more >