Dear Diary. Chapter 1.
Dear Diary, I am too scared right now. The sun's rays still don't light up my room and Mom is still sleeping. I feel so alone between the sheets that the only sound rumbling in my ears is caused by the bugs in the garden. I might even cry — I am about to cry — but not from loneliness, but from fear. That was the way I felt it a few minutes ago when I remained with my eyes closed, sleeping, even though you know that I don't sleep. I do not dream. I'm going to tell you, but only to you, not to her. She is bad, she is cruel. I hate her so much! I know she is hiding in the gloom of my room, laughing at my tears and the fear that runs through my veins. I wish that she was gone forever, that she vanished into thin air, but that will never be possible. For now, I only have you next to me. [..
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