dear diary.......

august 5th

dear diary,

i have to tell her how i feel. right? i cant keep living this lie to her face and hoping it will go away, because the truth is it wont. i need to tell her. we have school tomorrow, science class, we sit beside each other there, i can tell her. i just hope i can pluck up the courage.....


august 6th

dear diary,

i didnt get chance today. she wasn't in. sick or something. i remember sitting looking a the empty seat next to me, and couldn't but feel sad, i missed her. i missed her smile, her long dark hair, missed her laugh. i was good at that, i was always good at making her laugh. hopefully tomorrow will be my day.....


august 7th

dear diary,

again shes not in, and people are starting to notice that i am missing her. i can hear hushed whispers in the classroom when i look at her seat. i caught glimpses of people laughing at me when  they think im not listening or watching, i have to go to her house and know that shes ok before they turn nasty adn start mocking me.....


august 8th

dear diary,

well that was a waste of time. i went to her house and her parents wouldn't let me see her. they said that she mentioned me and if i come by dont let him see me, what does that mean? is this a game? im not playing it if it is, i guess ijust need to be blunt with her.......


august 8th

dear diary,

was sitting beside her in the science class and there was nothing from her, no smiles, not conversation, nothing throughout the entire class. i noticed her hand twitching a couple of times. didn't think anything of it. then the bell rang. i did as everyone did and got up to leave and she grabbed my arm, wanting me to sit back down. so i did. she looked at me with her gorgeous green piercing eyes, and said "is it true?".  i asked what and she replied, "what i hear on the phone from my friends?", told her i was confused and she came out with it, "do you love me?", stunned i tried to think of the words, but before i could answer, next thing i knew she was up and locked the classroom door. as she walked back over she put her hands under her skirt, and pulled down her underwear. and then bent over the desk showing her pussy. i instantly had a hard on and went over. standing behind her she reached behind her and undid my trousers. then.......well i already know what happened i guess, i was there, and it was my first time and better than i ever could have thought because it was with her...........


august 9th

dear diary,

fuck that bitch. using me like that. fucking me in class then just walking off and then ignoring me today. sitting on the other end of the class, never once looking at me. tried talking to her, and was so surprised at the reply, "stay the hell away from me, or i will tell everyone you raped me!", what the fuck was that shit about? then it clicked in my head. i knew what was going on. the hushed whispers before? and the giggles? this was their game, everyone was in on it. they knew what was going to happen. and if she cries rape, they back her, i am truly fucked. so i tried talking to her again, was a mistake, she looked at me at gave me the most evil smile i ever seen. i am shitting this weekend, what will happen? whats she going to do?...............


august 10th,

dear diary,

why is this happening to me? i am going out off my fucking mind, im actually scared..........


august 11th

dear diary,

i received a lot of text messages and each one just said "YOU RAPED ME" i didn't, i am crying as i write this, i cant handle this. she threatens me with this, and i did nothing wrong. tears are rolling down my cheek and onto its handle. i cant cope anymore, she has sealed my fate, they all have. i have decided to seal theirs aswell. i don't see any other way around this.......


august 12th

dear dia....fuck it, no point in formalities anymore, i did it! i silenced her and the rest. i walked into the classroom and instantly heard laughter, whispers, mocking me under their breath. so i walk over to my seat, and noticed as i walk she looks at me and gives me that smile yet again. i got to my seat beside that cunt, and instead i set my bag down and pulled put my dads 9mm......they screamed their panicked screams, they ran towards the door, round after round goes off, the bodies pile up at the door, stopping it from opening. funny, their whispers and laughter turned just like that, i made sure not to  kill her yet. i watched everyone. begging, screaming, bleeding. every bullet i fired, every body hitting the floor i felt nothing but relief. i changed the magazine, shot more, she was left alive until the end.......shes begging me, as i begged her not to lie about our sex session, not to lie, her last words where sorry, i laughed and screamed at her that you did this, you bitch. second to last round goes into her head and her warm blood splashed my face. it was nearly over.....here they come now, i can hear the footsteps running up the  hall. they will find 25 bodies, and a pool of blood that must be trickling under the door......there's a detective at the door waving his badge, now, shouting put down the gun......i will......but i shouted back let em use the last round......tears streaming down my face, i put the gun to my temple, and the last thing i think of is.......its finally over.....................