Cheyenne's Journal

12-18-11

Baso just left. Her parents came and got her. Last night was the most amazing night. I held her, and i swear, Trevor did not cross my mind once. She fell asleep in my arms with the most beautiful expression. She's my angel. I kissed her lips this morning, and her eyelids fluttered open... she looked so amazing. Then she smelled the waffles I had made her. She laughed because she had told me last night that she loved waffles.

Everything went perfect. Mom told her it was okay to talk, but she just smiled, of course. Once in my room, she was happy. She was laughing and told me things she says she has never told anyone.

She told me that she had been raped a long time ago. She never remembered him kissing her, but she remembered the pain. No one knows but me. It makes me sick to think someone could do something like that to someone like her, you know? Of course not. You're just a journal. You don't feel anything except my pen in your face.

Whatever. Great night last night :)