"The Diary of Annie Harmon"
Dear Diary,
You were a late birthday present from my aunt. Quite a pointless gift in my opinion, as I hate to write. None-the-less, as for now, if I want a way to spill my thoughts, then I am stuck writing in you.
You should know straight up that I hate my life, and I hate my mother. She's a real piece of work. Some times I wish that she would just give me up for adoption, or let me run away. I want out! She moved me to this new town, Trout Harbor, and I hate it. I mean, come on, who in their right mind wants to live on a freakin' island year round . . . I HATE THE BEACH. But, it's not like I had many friends in my old town, but atleast I knew who everyone was, who to talk to, who not to, and who talked about me behind my back . . . pretty much everyone. She said that she moved because the new house was too good of a deal to pass up. Don't let that fool you. She moved because she has a suicidal train-wreck for a daughter. After my sister was killed in a drive by, I have not been the same. ![](http://i377.photobucket.com/albums/oo218/depposbournefan/ScreenHunter_04Apr122339.jpg)
Again, my 'B' of a mother doesn't say it, but, I know she blames Kellie's death on me. Had I not been at that damn club at one in the morning, Kellie would have still been at home. Maybe I was suppose to die. Sometimes I wish that I would have been the target . . . ![](http://i377.photobucket.com/albums/oo218/depposbournefan/ScreenHunter_03Apr122338.jpg)
-x. Annie
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