dear diary

I silently try to sneak away as I mustn’t think of being caught. I tiptoe but thanks to my wondrous clumsiness I fall down the three steps and sprain my ankle as I scream in pain, not shutting my mouth and due to my injury I was forced to be caught and silently knowing “my love” had seen me  but that didn’t stop me. So I took off. I went to my safest source…the forest. I was trying to run as briars scraped and scratched my porcelain leg making some blood run freely as well as my ankle was for sure...Broken. I tried to find sense of direction as I had read many books on nature this was not one so I  decided to walk towards the moon and as I almost came to a clearing a banging sensation  against my head that turned my world black.