Page Five. Tommy. 

Tommy’s stomach growled again, reminding him that he skipped his dinner. He looked through the window and it already was getting dark. Of course, it was only 6:10 p.m., but it also was November. Tommy wasn’t afraid to go outside alone, when it was dark. He was one of those lost souls on the streets, even though he had some money hidden under the wooden floor, but inside he was as empty, so he never was assaulted. Usually he had ten-dollar bill on him for his dinner (and leftovers for his lunch), but tonight he grabbed twenty. Tonight, he felt different, so while he was walking on the street, to reach the “downtown”, he rushed. Tonight, he felt like he didn’t belong to these dark streets with suspicious individuals here…
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Tommy. Page Four.

Morning began as usual: quiet room, because everyone was asleep after drinking night or at work already. Outside of his room, Tommy smelled cigarettes and something that reminded about dirty socks, but he got used to this smell. Tommy came to work fifteen minutes before his official shift and played some game on his cell phone. He had mixed feelings about the diary and tried not to think about it anymore. Should he really bother? His tiny dark shell felt threatened. He didn’t like to get involved with all this action, mystery, possible communication with people. He liked his books, games and circle of people, kept to a very minimum. He liked his room at work, where he could just tinker and repair. Machine parts here and there on the…
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Page three. First love

Oh my God, I was never so happy in my life! Now everything will be so different, now everything will be so amazing! His lips and hands… it all felt so magical, like in a fairy tale… I feel like I can fly! I can’t believe that I lost my head like that, but it is the best feeling ever! He said that we should move in together, he wants to take me to his house in Linnbrook! It must mean that he is serious, so from now on I will be the happiest girl ever! My girlfriends will be so jealous when I will tell them! But what I won’t tell them is about our night together. I can share this only with the papers of my diary, I don’t want to forget…
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Tommy. Page Three

Tommy sat back for a second, thinking where he should look next. He didn't really have any social life, so he had time to read more. He thought about scars on the heart from a diary. Isn't it how it always starts? Something about love? Love which transforms into pain. Books, movies and songs, they all had it in them, because love is a great power. Love is something that everyone seeks, and afraid at the same time. Love can create and can destroy, because love is stronger than a human. Love brings you true joy, or take it away forever... However, that was only Tommy's assumptions from what he heard or saw. He never experienced love himself. Even his parents' love was missing from his life. Of course, he…
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Scars

Scars… everyone has at least one scar: on your body or on your heart. I have many scars in all shapes and depth. My heart probably has more scar-tissue than anything else, but those scars are invisible to strangers, so they are not interested in them. What about physical scars? I heard people are embarrassed by them, or I heard as others say that scars are “ugly”. Depending on the scar of course, but I don’t understand why would they think so? Each of my scars is a story, each of them is telling who I really am and what I went thru. I have many scars on my body, but the biggest one, the one I heard being called ugly once is my dearest scar. I did it to…
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