[ part :: 11 ]

Listening to: hawthorne heights
Feeling: bad
Even though every damn bone in my body ached, I was still curious. As soon as I started walking towards the stairs, Sarah stopped me; ‘hang on, lets see the cellar, my brother told me there’d be ‘stuff’ in there if you know what I mean by ‘stuff’. I laughed and said ‘ok, man, your moms gone, you don’t have to not say drugs.’ Sarah replied ‘SO! Its more funner that way’. I kinda mumbled ‘more funner?’ and Sarah laughed. I followed her to the back of the room. There was an open door that led into dark. Me- where’s the light? Sarah- how the fuck should I know? Me- it’s your fucking cabin Sarah- SO! Me- Sarah! I can’t see! Where are you!? Sarah- Shut up! God I can see you perfectly Me- It’s not my fault I’m afraid of the dark. Sarah- Actually it is Me- Hey I found the light! Sarah- Do you want a sticker? And this is how are relationship was…one of a kind huh? All I could see were boxes covered up by boxes Me- What the fuck? There’ nothing but boxes. Sarah- Kid, calm down. He told me he covered the shit up incase my mom came down here or something. Me- ok Sarah- he said he labeled the box ‘PARTY SUPPLIES’ Me- (laughing) that’s great!! We both started moving the boxes, occasionally opening one or another. I had found on with a bunch of photos in it. I made fun of Sarah for ever wearing a big ass red bow on her head, all she did was blame her mom. Sarah- hmm…look what Sarah found Me- what? Sarah- haha!! Porn Me- haha, really? Sarah- yea. HOLY SHIT! This is crazy. Me- Let me see. Sarah- Here (and she shoved a picture of some whores ‘going at it’ on a bed into my face) Me- Dude, this would be hilarious if this was your dad’s! Sarah- (and all she did was glare at me) Me- Sorry lighten up Sarah- No, man, its cool. I know it’s not my dad’s, my mom told me they have a really adventurous sex life Me- Whoa! LITTLE too much information there, let’s just keep looking Sarah- well you’re the one who brought it up Me- I didn’t want you to get into detail Sarah- I didn’t go into detail…but I can Me- what? She told you details? Sarah- yea, she said this one time they were in a plane’s bathroom and my dad was on top of her and- Me- ok man stop, I’ve heard enough Sarah- ha…fine Me- Anyways I found the ‘party supplies’ Sarah- really? Awesome, open it I did what she said…and there were drugs like crazy. I didn’t even know what half of them were called. And I couldn’t keep my eyes off the 2 huge bags of weed. I said to Sarah ‘Is there a machine big enough to smoke that all in?’ But she was too busy going through the rest of them to respond It wasn’t until she lifted up a bag of shroom’s that I noticed some marks on her wrist. I grabbed her arm and asked ‘….what did you do?’
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[Anonymous]
oh man u gotta update again this stuffs awsome!
haha i like your diary!
[Anonymous]
u gotta keep going. u update like every 20 years *lol -becckerz
[Anonymous]
omg this story gets better and better so suspenseful i love it so do all my frends
very powerful...

amanda
[Anonymous]
i like the converse pic at the top(:
[Anonymous]
wut the hell
[Anonymous]
i think that cutting is now just a form of seeking sympathy from people. Its pretty much the new trend in my school. People will put big bandiads on their wirsts and flaunt them around. It pisses me off
[Anonymous]
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