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Story 3 " Flying"

Here is when the diary ends. On that day she had stuffed her past into this box along with this diary.

Gathering up her memories, Emily found a pen in her bag, she wiped the dust from the diary and put pen to paper and wrote the date: 2006.8.28

“ I've just finished reading my own diary from my teenage years, and if the me of the past can read this one right now, then please don't worry, You’ve become exactly who you hoped to be. you chose to focus on your studies, sidelining everything else to secure high grades while juggling a part-time job. You didn't dream of becoming a pilot like Ronnie did; instead, you aspired to study psychology, aiming to support the person you once were - someone who felt inferior and weak. Of course, hard work doesn't go unrewarded. I will say: Congratulations on getting an offer from your dream school!!! You must be curious and wondering if your future self has learned to fly airplanes, become a psychiatrist, or found true love. You did learn how to fly an airplane, which is a very difficult thing to do, you have to take a lot of exams and need to train a lot, you tasted because you failed the exams and cried secretly in the middle of the night, but the next day you would continue to study. At that time, you were just like a little grass, no matter how you were trampled on, you would get up again when you encountered any difficulties.  After you got your flight certificate you cried, they were tears of joy and perhaps tears of pride. That day, You posted 'I am flying' after a long silence on social media. You were like a bird flying over a mountain that had held you back in your childhood and youth.

In your first year of work, you met the real love of your life in a cafe, who respected you and appreciated you. I don't want to tell you much about the encounter because you need to experience it on your own. As a joke, you would not have guessed it, but Ronnie came to you before that to ask whether we could get back together. He apologized to you sincerely and bought you flowers and also invited you to dinner. It was funny, he said he realized that he actually loved you, but of course, you rejected him. You haven't become a therapist yet, nor have you fulfilled your dream of helping children." Then best wishes to you in the future and to me in the future for realizing that dream."

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Story 2 " Love?"

Diary 2

1991.6.3

"I met a boy who made me flip.  He is like the warm wind in the spring, like the sun in the summer, like the flaming red leaves in the fall, and the holy snow in the winter. He is the only one who never laughs at me, doesn’t bully me, and discriminates against me because of my father's drug addiction and my mom leaving the family; he is like a sunshine shining into my heart. The first time I met him was after I was bullied by some girls in my class, I hid in the hallway and cried. There was a piece of paper being handed over by a beautiful hand. I raised my head.  A teenager with brown hair looked at me with concern against the light, and for that moment I felt like he was a god descending into my dim world. I fell in love with him uncontrollably. I went to the same clubs as him, sat in places where I could see him during meals, and happily greeted him whenever I met him.  I never pretend we will have any relationship. However, One day at a club party, I got drunk. I don't know how I kissed him, all I know is that the next day I woke up in his bed at his house. That was the day he became my boyfriend."

Emily put down the diary in her hand, it was the happiest time of her middle school years, the time she spent with her boyfriend, Ronnie.

They sit on the rooftop together and think about the future, they eat lunch together, Ronnie makes her more confident and she meets he best friend at that time.

Ronnie always took her to the gym with him, once she asked Ronnie what was the reason for him to work out every day. Ronnie looked up at the sky and smiled, a smile full of love and longing.

“You know what babe. My dream is to be a pilot.” Said Ronnie. “I aspired to be in the air and serve people.” 

Emily quietly remembered it in her heart. 

Ronnie’s dream is her dream. Learning to fly an airplane also became an essential item on Emily's life list, and everything was looking up.

One day, Emily got a call that her father had taken away to rehab for serious drug abuse, Emily wasn't really that sad because she had moved out of her father's house a long time ago, but at that moment, she realized that no one in the family is with her. 

Heartbroken, Emily returns to her and Ronnie's home. It’s a Thursday, every Thursday is girls’ and boys’ night and Emily spends that night with her friends as well as Ronnie. However, today, Emily just wants the support from her boyfriend. 

She opens the door. 

Ronnie isn’t in the living room, then she walks towards the bedroom. As she is just about to push the bedroom door open, she hears a voice from inside.

"Do you really want to keep talking to her? You know your ex-girlfriend can come back" one of his friends said.

Ronnie grunted and laughed, "Course not! How could I really like her? it's just that she looks similar to my ex-girlfriend and I'm recently looking for an excuse to break up with her. Look at her sad family and the way she lazes around every day, I'm not going to get into a serious relationship with someone who isn't as good as me! "

At that moment Emily's world stopped, she had thought several reasons before that she wouldn't last with Ronnie but never thought that Ronnie didn't love her as much as she loved him.

Early the next morning, Emily packed all her stuff and quickly moved out of the home she lived with Ronnie. 

She is sad. She cried all day at a friend's house then blacked out all of Ronnie's contact info, half a month later she saw a picture of Ronnie with his ex on her friend's Instagram. On the day of their breakup, the day Emily moved out, she secretly decided that she would not only learn to fly an airplane, but she would do it better than Ronnie.

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Stroy 1 "I am falling"

“Click”

The heavy wooden door was slowly opened.

and a light shot through the dusty room. A woman slowly walked into the room.

The house was dusty everywhere, it’s obvious that it hadn't been lived in for a long time. The couch was strewn with a few needles, newspapers, and men's clothes.

Emily hadn't been back to her old house and stood in the room for five whole years—the very house she'd dreamed of escaping as a kid but always ended up needing. 

This time would be her last visit. 

(Reference image of the room)

She put down the urn in her hands and prepared to clean the house. She plans to finish it by today and give it to the agent to sell tomorrow. It wasn't worth more than a few dollars for an old lot, especially one near the slums of lower Custer City, but it was better to sell it anyway than to leave it empty, at least that's what Emily thought. 

She pulled an old, dusty paper box from under her bed, A thick layer of dust spread into the air, making her cough. She remembered that it was her childhood stuff, it had all been thrown in this box and thrown under her bed when she moved out to live with her boyfriend. 

"Whew", as the dust was blown away, an old diary was revealed.

(image of the diary book)

Emily opens the diary with curiosity, she also opens her childhood as well……

1982.4.25

"I really, really wanna run away!!!! Today, Daddy picked up that needle thing again. Every time he does, he turns all weird and it's super scary. There's gotta be something yucky in that needle. I want my daddy back. Yesterday, Mommy was super late to pick me up from school, like three whole hours! But I'm not mad cuz she got me a sandwich. That meant I didn't have to dig around the fridge for old food. When Daddy's happy, he cooks for me and gives me big hugs, and smiles a lot. But sometimes after he uses the needle thingy, he acts like I'm not even there, like I'm invisible or something. In the evening, Mommy left again. I know she went to Uncle Sam’s house. I've seen him a few times. Whenever Mommy visits him, she comes back all smiley, which is totally not how she looks when she sees Daddy at home. Why? It’s so confusing, shouldn’t mommy be happiest when she's with daddy? The teacher told us that only those who love each other the most will get married. Before she left, she gave me this really big hug and then she started crying. Why did she cry? Mommy's not back yet and I'm really scared. Daddy was yelling lots and he almost hit me, but I hid in the closet really quick. I am so smart! Will Mommy come back today?I had to sleep in the closet last night. Daddy's sleeping outside somewhere and Mommy... she's still not back. Doesn't she want me anymore?"