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Rita ArchFena
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"Dear Diary,
Today I have felt like I made the biggest mistake in my whole life. I guess some of my friends are right, I am nothing but I mistake. They are my friends right? I couldn't tell you for sure, but I know I did lose the best friend of them all. I stuck to close to my Daemon that lives with me and ending things with Masou. I don't know why I did, he was the best thing, did everything he could for me. But I listened to everyone but myself. I should of stuck by him, but I didn't, I turned my back and retreated in my frozen shadows.
Even though I am slowly killing myself mentally, there is a small light high above telling me "It isn't over." But it is. He's gone, he isn't coming back. I have destroyed him feeling I have left nothing but ashes in my eyes. We made a promise before things ended officially.... I don't know where it came from. But I have my doubts.I don't want to hurt anyone any more...."
Standing in my room, I have begun to pack. It was time from me to run away from this Daemon that I lived with, I have been given the chance to move in with a friend. My friend, Kyle, hasn't arrived yet but I didn't care because someone else was coming to help me...
It has been so long since that grey day, but we have slowly worked up our way to talking again. Just like then, he was always there for me. I never understood why. All I kept doing is hurting even after the fact. Bad luck was all I was. But he came, Masou, his biggest part was to get out mentally because I was trapped in more than one way. Like a scared little pup that always ran back home, chained up, and abused. I walked across that filthy, stained, pink carpet and opened the door where Masou stand. I ain't gonna lie, I was excited to see him but scared at the same time.
"Hey Masou..."
It has been so long since that grey day, but we have slowly worked up our way to talking again. Just like then, he was always there for me. I never understood why. All I kept doing is hurting even after the fact. Bad luck was all I was. But he came, Masou, his biggest part was to get out mentally because I was trapped in more than one way. Like a scared little pup that always ran back home, chained up, and abused. I walked across that filthy, stained, pink carpet and opened the door where Masou stand. I ain't gonna lie, I was excited to see him but scared at the same time.
"Hey Masou..."
I let him in and we headed to the small kitchen that usually held my baby pup, Angel, but she was out playing this time. We sat down facing one another. It took a moment before either of us said anything. He asked me how I was doing and I started to go on about how I was trapped and couldn't pull myself together to get out of there. Masou listened as I became "Negative Nancy", and again he was there supporting me and telling me I can and so forth.
After moments of his wonderful words, Kyle arrived and it was time to get things moving...
After moments of his wonderful words, Kyle arrived and it was time to get things moving...