Post by Less Then 5% Sane Posts on Oct 26, 2003 18:00:32 GMT -5
August, 31, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
Our move is done. Kibbles is a small town a good place to get away. Diary, I do wonder if my addiction will stop here. Why did I have to get this addiction? It is a good way to get your self killed you know. Diary, if my parents ever see you they will freak. You are my outlet for the pain, but not my only outlet, Darn it. It's like being trapped in a prison, One of my one making. Tomorrow I start school here. Some one is at the door I must go see ya tomorrow.
Luke
September, 1, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
Diary, you know how I feel. You know My past. The pain that started my addiction is long gone and now no sorrow. I wonder Why a good god Killed my brother. The reason I am rehashing old memories is a boy in my cpkmtyoll named Jack asked me if I believed in god. I said I do not know. And to tell the truth I do not know. I know god is good, But why did my brother die? He asked me if I wanted to go to church with him. I'll tell him tomorrow.
Luke.
September, 5, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
I went to church with Jack. I do not know why but I want to hear the pastor again. I think I might tell the pastor about you he seems so open and not scared of any thing. Another thing is that I have not done it since I heard him. I think I might talk to him tomorrow. Why that pastor and not my parents I do not know. I'm too confused to write more.
Luke
September, 7, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
I did it I told him. He asked me if I wanted to get rid of my addiction. I said yes, He led me down something called the Romans road. I will show you to my parents tonight. Wish me Luck.
In Christ Jesus Now my Lord,
Luke
What do you think?
Dear Diary,
Our move is done. Kibbles is a small town a good place to get away. Diary, I do wonder if my addiction will stop here. Why did I have to get this addiction? It is a good way to get your self killed you know. Diary, if my parents ever see you they will freak. You are my outlet for the pain, but not my only outlet, Darn it. It's like being trapped in a prison, One of my one making. Tomorrow I start school here. Some one is at the door I must go see ya tomorrow.
Luke
September, 1, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
Diary, you know how I feel. You know My past. The pain that started my addiction is long gone and now no sorrow. I wonder Why a good god Killed my brother. The reason I am rehashing old memories is a boy in my cpkmtyoll named Jack asked me if I believed in god. I said I do not know. And to tell the truth I do not know. I know god is good, But why did my brother die? He asked me if I wanted to go to church with him. I'll tell him tomorrow.
Luke.
September, 5, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
I went to church with Jack. I do not know why but I want to hear the pastor again. I think I might tell the pastor about you he seems so open and not scared of any thing. Another thing is that I have not done it since I heard him. I think I might talk to him tomorrow. Why that pastor and not my parents I do not know. I'm too confused to write more.
Luke
September, 7, 1994 Kibbles, GA
Dear Diary,
I did it I told him. He asked me if I wanted to get rid of my addiction. I said yes, He led me down something called the Romans road. I will show you to my parents tonight. Wish me Luck.
In Christ Jesus Now my Lord,
Luke
What do you think?