By: Nikkie E
Michigan, Grade: 6

10-6-1920
Sorry, journqal yes I am bothering you again since I have no one else to talk to my mother is terribly sick and my father is too busy caring for my mother that he doesn't realize that I am in these helpless times as well,I need comforting and love and attention I may not be sick but I am very, very, very sad I need a friend to talk to and I think in these times that we are in i'm not the only one. So sorry journal until then you will be the one to comfort me and love me. My life cannot get any worst!

Later On Today
Say it is not so my dear and true and only mother as passed on to bne with my great aunt lucy!! I was so wrong my life did just get worst i cannot stop the many tears from trickling down my cheek. I'm sorry journal I can't talk about it any more! Goodbye I don't think I will be talking to you in a while for I will hang myself right now.