Dear Dia My Sweet Sixteenth Diary

My name is Vanessa Campbell and am just Seventeen last month. Am from the family of two that means am the only child of my Mom.

My dad died a year ago after he got into a car accident which took his life. Things went hard for my mom she had to struggle to raise me up on her own.

Am a boring teen like after everything that happens I just take my diary as my best friend at least I don't need a friend that would betray me just like Julliard.

Julliard was just a normal friend nothing attached but I was so stupid to have tell her everything about me to her. After we had a little issue she told everyone am just a nerd and am just a freaking idiot falling for the school player.

Carren was the only guy I ever had a crush on and it was only julliard I open up to but I end up been humiliated. I changed school even though mom wasn't happy about it because I made her spend too much and the only thing saving us was the house my dad bought before they took him away.

"No" I screamed our of my dream sweating profusely.

"Not again" I rub my face with my palm and reach for my diary lying on the bed beside me.

"I had the same dream again" I write into my diary before lazily standing up from my bed to my bathroom.

You want to know what kind of dream I have?.

Ever since i was five am always having this dream of a handsome guy that was always asking fo my help. The only word he keeps repeating was "Break the spell or I would be stuck in your fantasy only" his voice echoed into my head and I flinched.

"Vanessa calm down it just a dream and I don't think a guy like thate exist" I exhale.

If I could meet a guy like that am hundred percent sure he won't even look my side.

Like who the hell would like a girl that is ugly. I have a black long hair that actually doesn't look normal because it length is extraordinary.

A brown eye and am a little bit slimmy than normal but something I appreciate is am a little bit taller because if I was short I don't even know how I would actually be more bad than I am.

I totally don't exist in my school because no one even know me. Am always the Lowest in class grade actually am good at my subject but I don't want to get noticed in class so I am always on a low key.

Mom scold me anytime I bring my result home but do I look like I care only if she knows what am going through in school just because am having unusual look hair that makes people look at like am a beast or weird human being.

There was a particular day I was pissed off am went to cut it off only to wake up in the morning and found my hair in the same length.

"wtf!!!!!, mom who am I"I screamed that particular day. "Just calm down you would be fine"Mom tried calming me down.

Why am I the only one weird why is Mom not having strange dream, long hair unusual beauty I actually call uglyness.

"Vanessa I need to be at work or do you want to get me fired" mom screamed and I quickly brush my hair and use the hood am always Wearing to cover my head. That would cover my f**king hair and at least people won't notice me in my new school.

"Am coming" I responded.

Mom use dad car to drive me to school every morning before going to her work.

I had my breakfast which was French Toasted Bread and Scrambled egg.

"Bye Mom" I wave at her and she blew me a kiss before driving off. My mom and I aren't that close but we still have mother to daughter relationship probably.

I slung my bag well before walking to my locker. I unlock it and started putting my books into my locker. "My diary!!!!".

"Oh no tell me I didn't forget it" I put down all my books but couldn't find it.

This had never occurred to me am always writing into it anytime am less busy in school. What am I going to do today. I open my locker and was startled when I saw my diary on top of the book I put into the locker just the morning.

What going on? If I can remember vividly the book wasn't there before or I didn't see it?.

"Vanessa stop overreacting" I muttered and pick my history textbook and my diary for my morning class.