Alone

Molly is writing in her diary after being admitted in the asylum

September 4, 1945
I'm scared of you. The things you did but mostly the things you will do. Everyone says to put the past behind us and that's what I did. Now putting the future ahead of me, but no one can blame me for being afraid of you. Your everywhere, in my dreams and in the shadows and that is because you are me
Everyday having to go to school trying to be friends with everyone, but getting pushed away by everyone. All because I'm different.If only the tables could turn and they knew how I felt. Now all I can do is stare at these plain walls and map out my future on what will happen next. Sooner or later I will be loopy and not remember anything but no matter what I won't apologize nor forget what you did to me. You made me a monster and I allowed it.

Author's Note

This is a little something I came up with and trying to figure out more