By Stephanie
Dear Diary,
I don’t know who to talk to, so I guess I’ll write to you. Tomorrow is the day I am supposed to be adopted, and my mom, (I guess she’s my mom) keeps telling me that adoption is forever. I've been so many places I don’t even know what forever is. She says she loves me, but that’s what they said before. I know I’m bad, because nobody wanted to keep me for a very long. Do you think I should hurry quick and see how bad I can be before I’m adopted; in case it’s a mistake? Or, maybe I should run away so I won’t be sad again if it doesn’t really work. I want them to want me, but I know it’s too late, or it would have worked a long time ago. There’s nobody to talk to/nobody understands. I wish I were dead. I wish I weren’t thirteen. I wish I were normal. I don’t know what to do, but I can’t be nice and pretend all this stuff is OK and I believe it, cause that would be lying and I’m not a liar like they said in the other house. Well, Diary, I guess I’ll write more tomorrow