Pree
Dear Diary,
I know it will hurt me. I have prepared for this. Nevertheless, I can’t stop myself from crying. But don’t worry. I already have a box of tissue nearby. I can wipe the tears before it wets your page.
I succeeded in the plan. Or rather, the play. I made Al say the thing that I could use as an excuse to avenge him later.
Diary, I know I am stereotyped right now. I accused him of not telling me the truth when in fact, I am not truthful myself.
I staged a play to lie to him. Isn’t this crueler? Al was only telling me white lies to save me from sadness. But what I did to him was much worse.
I make a fool out of him. T_T
Here was what I did:
After listening to Mia’s recording, I chose to make a decision on Al’s behalf. He was having a hard time when his mother told him t
