I am but a puzzle to be put in place. I struggle to open up and choose my words carefully, making sure not to share to much information.

I only have one close friend and even they don’t know much of anything about me.

When I’m at home I spend my day curled up in my room reading. Only coming out for food. Whenever my teachers call on me I panic scared I might say the wrong thi...

I open my eyes and the sun fills the room with warm light. I turn and see my handsome husband Liam sleeping next to me. I head downstairs and wake up my 4 year old daughter Saige. I start getting her dressed in her cute little outfit and when we finally get done we head to the kitchen and my husband is making breakfast.

My life is like a fairytale, I think to myself. I read Saige a stor...

03/24/09

Dear diary,

I once believed that everyone had good inside them but not anymore. Not after I watched that man kill my sister. I feel guilty a lot like I should have tried to help her but I was frozen in fear. Most nights I wake up from nightmares about seeing the bullet go threw her skull. My therapist says it’s good for me to get out how I feel in writing that, it could “help my ptsd”....

“I never thought it would come to this” I say shakily to my mother on the phone. “He said he loved me”

Just then I see and reflection of the same man I spoke about and started to run. As I’m running I drop my phone but can’t stop because otherwise he’ll catch me. I looked behind me and saw that he disappeared. Where did he go? How could he have just disappeared? Then I felt a cloth cove...