Dear Diary,
  Why... Why do I have flashbacks of the past. Like this one time in Texas Histoy we were talking about Indians and what they did to people. The teacher said that the Indians would rape women and them crucify (nail) them to the doors when they were done. I had a flashback, there was a small blue-eyed brunette girl who was hiding, she had on a torn and dirty yellow dress, and her shoes were gone. She came out of her hiding spot and called for her mother as she looked at the messy torn-apart house. When she found her the girl's eyes burned with unshed tears. Soon she was crying out loud; her mother, a brown-eyed brunette wearing a long torn, dirty, bloddied yellow dress, was nailed to a door. Her eyes were staring dully into space, her hair was tangled and messy from the once neat tight bun, and there was blood trickling out of her mouth and down her legs falling on the ground in a puddle and bloodying her once beautiful dress. The little girl crawled and leaned a little onto the door and cried her heart out as she bowed her head in sorrow. When she looked up she was about to scream, but was soon cut off by death. An Indian pierced her heart and watched her fall to the ground, dead. Some blood came from her mouth, her eyes, like her mothers, was starring dully into space. And with that the Indian walked away... I don't know if this was real but I cried... I cried for hours on my bed.

                    - Alysha

Dear Diary,
 I know everything about love but mothing at all at the same time. How is that possible? Everybody has a happily ever after except for me. I have no knight in shining armor. Because when I finally do I strip him of his courage, honor, spirit and dignity. And when I'm finished my 'kmight in shining armor' is nothing ut a fraud, fake, wanna be, a rat, a mouse whatever else there is. I know everything about love, I know how love feels, I know how you're supposed to react to love, I know if you've found your true love, I know if it's supposed to last forever. But I don't know anything about love that is impure or untrue.If it's love only for the body then you love nothing more than a male/female slut. If it's love just for who they are then it's pretty much true love. Unless you love them for their money then you're no better then a male/female prostitute. That's it for now Ja!

                - Alysha

P.s.
Jenny P. is an ama!