Music's her religion

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Dear Black…notebook,
You know the weird girl who walks around with one shoe untied? The girl who wears shirts with guns and skulls littered all over them? The girl who lives for sleep? Yeah, I know you do, and that girls me.
My names Emily Rose and I’m from Newark, New Jersey. The place where parents are afraid to let their kids play outside, and collage students get lined up and get shot execution style. I grew up with a Cherokee mother and an English father. I have no religion…unless you count music. My Gods are: Jim Morrison, Glenn Danzig, and James Hetfield.
This is my first “dairy”, which is simply a black notebook in which I will write in with a purple pen. Purple is the color that I am currently obsessed with. You wouldn’t be able to tell by looking at me though, since I’d probably be wearing a black band t-shirt, black paints, and white shoes…skulls dotted on them.
I’m the girl that you ignore. The girl that is only good to help in science class. The girl you never try to get to know, because you’re afraid it will ruin your status.
Yep, that’s me….

-Emily Rose