A small series I wrote over a course of a week. One a day, trying to put myself into the shoes of someone who's only friend would be the book she writes in. Perhaps the final entries of this poor depressed soul to her only friend before she ended the pain?
They are all in third person, because that is how "she" writes about herself, for she does not believe she should even acknowledge herself.
I chose to simply call the girl "she" to leave an opening in the name for everyone to relate.
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She’s scared again, book.
I think she’s lost -
She doesn’t want to go on, book.
She says she’d rather die -
She finally decided, book
She resolves to be seen -
She skipped church again, book.
How can she attend -
Well, book, she’s been alone again
Secluding herself from everything.
