Mama’s Story
I was fifteen when I found Mama’s old diary, hidden in a dark corner of the basement with a box of her old things. It was mouse eaten and water stained, but it was hers!
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September 12, 2012
I was fifteen when I found Mama’s old diary, hidden in a dark corner of the basement with a box of her old things. It was mouse eaten and water stained, but it was hers!
...they found out that the most popular girl in school and her side kick had beat you up for looking at them wrong, for being, in their words, “a fucking dyke.”