Status: Completed.
The Diary of Alice Quinn
This is the first and last time I’m going to write on this diary. I hadn’t planned on keeping one in the first place, but my best friend Rosie insisted on it. She said I would feel better after I start writing on this. But I can tell you honestly that I don’t feel any better than I normally do.
Rosie also said that this diary would be healthy for me. That all my bottled up thoughts and feelings would all be released, and then would feel free like a bird out of its iron cage. I doubt that.
Anyway, after weeks and weeks of her unrelenting persuasion, I finally agreed. It was the least I could do after all that she has done for me.
And now here I am, sitting on my bed in Rosie’s family’s guestroom, writing on this diary.
When I asked her what exactly this diary should contain, she said it could be anything I wanted. Rosie said I could tell my story, even.
So I will.
Rosie also said that this diary would be healthy for me. That all my bottled up thoughts and feelings would all be released, and then would feel free like a bird out of its iron cage. I doubt that.
Anyway, after weeks and weeks of her unrelenting persuasion, I finally agreed. It was the least I could do after all that she has done for me.
And now here I am, sitting on my bed in Rosie’s family’s guestroom, writing on this diary.
When I asked her what exactly this diary should contain, she said it could be anything I wanted. Rosie said I could tell my story, even.
So I will.