Alone In Sadness
this story is in diary form. it is about a girl who is an outcast and is bullied at school and abused at home so she starts drugs and eventually kills herself. the girl was named adelaide morrison. she was 15 when she was found dead of a self - inflicted bullet wound to the head.
January 15, 1989
I got this notebook for Christmas. I swore I'd never use it. But I went back to school yesterday and people started bullying me again. I decided not to trust anybody to my feelings or the events in my life, happy or sad. I decided that this notebook would be my only source of comfort. I decided to pretend I never swore anything and use this notebook as a journal.
I have a broken family. My mom physically and emotionally abuses me and my sister Anabeth. I had two younger brothers, but they were placed in foster homes. My dad committed suicide a few months ago. I can still see his slashed wrists and the bullet wound in his chest. That was probably Papa's only way of escaping Mama. Mama is an alcoholic and a meth addict. Anabeth and I are most scared of her when she's smoking meth. We try to get as far away from her as possible at that point. Mama never gets us birthday or Christmas gifts so Anabeth and I have jobs pet sitting and walking dogs. We use the money we earn to buy gifts. We have to buy staple items at the store too, because Mama won't do it. She barely has enough money to pay the bills. Sometimes Anabeth and I have to take on multiple pet sitting jobs and walk multiple dogs at once to earn enough money to take care of ourselves. Anabeth got me this notebook. I didn't tell her about not wanting to use it. But now I need to write down my thoughts after kids chase me home and Mama hits me and swears at me.
I think I hear Mama calling me. I heard Anabeth's agonizing screams and the sound of her being hit. I'm afraid I'm next.
I got this notebook for Christmas. I swore I'd never use it. But I went back to school yesterday and people started bullying me again. I decided not to trust anybody to my feelings or the events in my life, happy or sad. I decided that this notebook would be my only source of comfort. I decided to pretend I never swore anything and use this notebook as a journal.
I have a broken family. My mom physically and emotionally abuses me and my sister Anabeth. I had two younger brothers, but they were placed in foster homes. My dad committed suicide a few months ago. I can still see his slashed wrists and the bullet wound in his chest. That was probably Papa's only way of escaping Mama. Mama is an alcoholic and a meth addict. Anabeth and I are most scared of her when she's smoking meth. We try to get as far away from her as possible at that point. Mama never gets us birthday or Christmas gifts so Anabeth and I have jobs pet sitting and walking dogs. We use the money we earn to buy gifts. We have to buy staple items at the store too, because Mama won't do it. She barely has enough money to pay the bills. Sometimes Anabeth and I have to take on multiple pet sitting jobs and walk multiple dogs at once to earn enough money to take care of ourselves. Anabeth got me this notebook. I didn't tell her about not wanting to use it. But now I need to write down my thoughts after kids chase me home and Mama hits me and swears at me.
I think I hear Mama calling me. I heard Anabeth's agonizing screams and the sound of her being hit. I'm afraid I'm next.
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