❤Audrey
“Are you sure you want to do that?” Aria asked me as I slowly stood up from the cozy armchair. I threw the annoying female a dirty look before making my way to my bedroom. I wanted to write, and I wanted to do it now. Although my hands weren’t as they used to be, that didn’t mean I couldn’t do it. I pushed open the door and made my way inside. The small desk placed against the right-side wall was neat and tidy. I sat down on a relatively hard chair and opened my diary. After all these years, I still documented my life. Before writing in my newest entry, I went back. I opened the drawer and sighed. A lot of my earlier diaries had been left behind and I plucked out the one from the year two thousand. I got as comfortable as I could and started reading.
15th September 2000
I would
