The Diary of Jane
Prologue
He could not think, nor feel when he heard about her decision.
He could not cry, he could not pray, when he threw a rose on her grave.
She had been so lonely. He had been lonlier, but she was the one that took her life. First.
Two weeks. Two weeks of people throwing glances and asked him how he went through it, people who offered him to talk to them about it.
The same people who had called him names, beat him up and made her life hell. He did not accept the offers, he just walked his way. He was so scared. So scarred.
He had been knocking on her door when it all happened. He was about to tell her he was sorry for his antics, he was about to tell her he loved her one more time.
Her dad had opened the door, with that creepy grin plastered on his face. Benjamin had asked where his daughter was, and his reply was that he did not know.
Benjamin had looked and looked, he wanted to tell her that he loved her. But he could not find her.
What if he knew. What if he knew.
He could not cry, he could not pray, when he threw a rose on her grave.
She had been so lonely. He had been lonlier, but she was the one that took her life. First.
Two weeks. Two weeks of people throwing glances and asked him how he went through it, people who offered him to talk to them about it.
The same people who had called him names, beat him up and made her life hell. He did not accept the offers, he just walked his way. He was so scared. So scarred.
He had been knocking on her door when it all happened. He was about to tell her he was sorry for his antics, he was about to tell her he loved her one more time.
Her dad had opened the door, with that creepy grin plastered on his face. Benjamin had asked where his daughter was, and his reply was that he did not know.
Benjamin had looked and looked, he wanted to tell her that he loved her. But he could not find her.
What if he knew. What if he knew.
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The End.