Day One.

I like knowing that I have somewhere to write.
That anyone could be reading this, that anything could happen.
I think I am going to try and write an entry for every single day until my next birthday.
And this is going to be the beginning.


I was reading a book about a girl who was murdered, it's called "The Lovely Bones", and this girl's life ends at the age of fourteen. She never gets to fully grow up and experience living to its full extent. I was thinking, that maybe it is time for me to stop being scared of everyone and everything. If I died today, I want to be able to feel like I had lived every year of my life to its fullest. I don't want to pretend anymore, and that's why I'm going to write what I honestly think right here.