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Diary of Jane
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“What are you going to do with the box? I mean if your mom finds it…”
“She wont” Spencer interjected. “If you notice, the box is really full already and I need to start a new one. So I figured we should burry this one here in a place only we know about.” Ashley nodded her head indicating she was listening but waiting for her to continue. “The box holds all of our secrets that we have been keeping and how much we love each other at the same time. So when we come out to the world, we will dig it up and keep the contents.” The blonde finished whilst putting the lid back on the box.
“Oh, I like it. It’s better than a scrapbook.”
“Or a journal”
“Or a…” Ashley tried to think of another similar thing to say.
“Diary?” Spencer asked with a smile as she placed a short peck on her girlfriend’s lips and went to search for a place to bury it.
True to your word, the day you came out we went and dug up our box and got the photo resized and framed. I lightly touch the corner of the frame before walking back into the living room to see the fire still roaring with the pages of your diary. I look away from the pile of ashes knowing that I would try to savor a piece of the lettering.
Something’s getting in the way
Something’s just about to break
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane
I pick up the leather journal cover and carry it with me to the couch. I lie down gently and watch the fire roar and crack as the logs settle and the paper burns. Another crack in the fire and a piece of paper lands on the rug as the edges of it are still lit. I rush to it and put it out with my hand. There is no way I am going to let my house burn down.
The paper has writing on it and I can still read it although it is only a little piece. “Dear Diary, I had fun at lunch today. We…” I can’t read anymore of it because the edges are too burnt. It’s okay because I have practically memorized your entire diary by now. I lightly throw the paper back into the fire knowing that it has no place here. I no longer need to find myself in the ink you wrote with.
I cuddle up with the leather journal cover once again on the couch and let the smell of the familiar material. It’s a mix of the leather and a hint of your scent is still on the edges. I fall asleep knowing that I am in your diary, but I was looking in the wrong one. The shoebox with all of its original contents is where I was for the entire time. It was our diary, but now it is yours. I remember burying it with you so it could be yours.
THE END
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Tease that was so beautiful. You really have a gift at writting. I admire you so much. You write with so much emotions. Wonderful job.
wow that was some pretty powerful stuff. Your writing gets better and better every time, that one was tugging at my little heart strings! It’s still sad at the end though – bittersweet!
Tease that was so beautiful. You really have a gift at writting. I admire you so much. You write with so much emotions. Wonderful job.
wow that was some pretty powerful stuff. Your writing gets better and better every time, that one was tugging at my little heart strings! It’s still sad at the end though – bittersweet!
wow. peanut. that is the best thing you’ve written yet. I loved it. (glad you never told us how she died) what emotions you’ve brought up in me. that was fantastic. and i’m talking in circles cause the head/stomaches are taking over. but know that i loved this.
wow. peanut. that is the best thing you’ve written yet. I loved it. (glad you never told us how she died) what emotions you’ve brought up in me. that was fantastic. and i’m talking in circles cause the head/stomaches are taking over. but know that i loved this.
GAH! Halfway through i was CONVINCED it was going to end up being Ash’s dad. But no, you had to kill Spencer. GAH! You made me sad! You little bugger! You write too well now, go back to the way you used to write when you didn’t stir my emotions damn you. *throws hands in air* WHAT HAVE WE CREATED??
GAH! Halfway through i was CONVINCED it was going to end up being Ash’s dad. But no, you had to kill Spencer. GAH! You made me sad! You little bugger! You write too well now, go back to the way you used to write when you didn’t stir my emotions damn you. *throws hands in air* WHAT HAVE WE CREATED??
Omg, that was so deep…very emotional…well done hon=)
Omg, that was so deep…very emotional…well done hon=)
Wow that was deep i liked that one a lot thank you for a graet story
Wow that was deep i liked that one a lot thank you for a graet story
This story was emotionally exhausting for me. I love every second of it. I didn’t exactly like that Spencer was dead but I guess thats the way it is. And BTW, I really love that song. Breaking Benjamin is an awesome band.
This story was emotionally exhausting for me. I love every second of it. I didn’t exactly like that Spencer was dead but I guess thats the way it is. And BTW, I really love that song. Breaking Benjamin is an awesome band.
haha, clomle is so right, i thought it was your dad at first too., fgnre uigbi trg. and you know exactly how to make us completely devistated or estatic, and its not fair!
haha, clomle is so right, i thought it was your dad at first too., fgnre uigbi trg. and you know exactly how to make us completely devistated or estatic, and its not fair!
well i dont know what to say that hasnt been said already. but its was fantastic, magnificent peanut. i love your writing. :] and you of course peanut.
well i dont know what to say that hasnt been said already. but its was fantastic, magnificent peanut. i love your writing. :] and you of course peanut.
stylo you’ve got that song stick in my head now and i love it! this is an amazing and utterly sensational piece of writing. you brought out the sadness perfectly and yet still managed to end it on a beautiful note.
stylo you’ve got that song stick in my head now and i love it! this is an amazing and utterly sensational piece of writing. you brought out the sadness perfectly and yet still managed to end it on a beautiful note.