Dear diary,
I can't seem to please anyone anymore.
But then again, I never have.
Even at my old school where we wore uniforms,
I was different than everyone else.
They knew it.
I knew it.
I'm not quick to like someone.
I never have been.
I don't trust people.
Don't like talking to them.
Well, most of the times.
I've got some great friends...but they're leaving me...
Moving to a different home.
Moving to a different school.
And some of them I won't get to see for a whole year.
I've already had to deal with not seeing my best friend for a year.
But now...he won't even talk to me.
He's avoiding me.
I don't know why.
He admitted he loved me.
It meant the world to me.
Then he permanently took away the world.
My life.
Until a few weeks ago, I was depressed for about six months.
But I've been happy recently.
In a good mood for once.
...the tears that haunted me during the depression...
The ones that made my eyes raw every night...
Are back.
My memories are back.
My happiness is gone.
I feel like a part is missing of me once more.
I feel...lost.
Lost searching for the world I yearn for...
I don't know why I'm writing this...
Maybe because writing out my feelings makes me feel better...
It distracts me...
For a few seconds...
...
I'm alone...again.
I always will be...
I'll never feel healed again.
I trusted him too much.
Now I don't trust anyone...
I've ruined my life...
And all because I trusted someone.
Someone who only thought me as a toy...
All positions are open, except for the main character, who I am playing.
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