The diary of an Unwanted Existence
Dear Diary,
You will be the only one to ever know about me and what has led me to do the things I did.
I won’t tell you my name just know that I am simply an Unwanted Existence.
Thats all you need to know, alright?
I was never really liked by family nor less from anyone I’ve known since the day I was, you know, here.
As coldness was an emotion known to me, I slowly became numb to the actions of others whether or not they were out of kindness or spite.
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Until her.
She was the brightest and most kindest person I’ve ever seen and I believed her to like me, to cherish me to which coldness turned into something unknown and I began to feel again.
But she was taken too.
She fell in love with the beautiful, popular guy sitting in the back and so I lost her, simple as that.
Sadly, that was not the case.
She disappeared.
Before her going missing, I mustered up my courage and asked her out on a date.
She said yes and I waited for her at the intersection of her request.
She never came.
The next day, I walked to her house and rang the doorbell.
No one answered.
The days after, I repeated the whole ordeal.
But she never answered the door.
At one point I called her parents to know whether or not she was all right.
The only thing they told me was that she hadn’t answered their calls since the day I asked her out.
Isn’t that weird?
Did she run off? Was she kidnapped? What happened?
I surely walked her home, didn’t I?
She was just beside me.
Near enough for me to have known if something was wrong.
I need to find her.
What do you think happened?
