Diary

Annie's P.O.V

You know, if someone had told me that today was gonna be the day I was gonna die, then I would have at least prepared beforehand.

Was there a way to stop my death now? When my mum was flipping through the pages of my diary with that disappointed and angry look on her face, and now, that look was directed at me..

My diary was like a second me. It knew everything, my life, my friends, my curhses, my wishes and inner desires, and oh… did I forget to mention that I sometimes cuss at my fate of having her as my mum? Damn!

The point is, I'm doomed and there was no two ways about it. Not to mention that I took off the hoodie before entering my room with the thought that she wasn't home..

I was totally speechless. Although my room was always chill, I felt really hot and sweaty, and my heart raced faster than the cars in that game ‘Alpha nitro'.

I took a step backward as my mum dropped the diary down and was taking scary steps towards me. “Come here…". Oh Lord, the tone of