"Honey I'll make you a cup of tea." My mother said as she walked inside the kitchen and left me inside my bedroom. I sighed when I looked in the mirror, it's been a long freaking day today. My face makeup and my hair was a mess.
I wanted to clean and take a shower but I was eager to read what was inside Juan's journal, at that moment I thought about if it was right to read his secret journal that I never knew he had. I thought I know everything about him and every little details about his life but I was wrong. He kept a journal from? I never even had a diary..
I still can't believe my best friend owned a journal, what are the odds of not knowing he's a guy that writes.
In contrary, I opened the book and turned into the first page was his name written on it. He wrote down his age, school
