I did this for my english assignment last year and got 9/10. I lost a mark because it wasn't supposed to be a diary entry. See if you guys like it: Shatter Thursday, 12th August, 2004 Dear Diary, Today was the worst day of my entire life. It all started with the accident. There were two cars in front of school, Carmen’s and Samantha’s. There was smoke everywhere and fire that burned endlessly. Everyone ran up to Carmen’s Car because they knew who she was but I sprinted to Samantha’s car because she was my sister. My heart thudded when I saw Samantha’s burns. I haven’t written to you in a while, so you probably forgot who I am. That can be fixed. My name is Kayla Stevenson. I’m 15 years old. I’m fairly tall, brown hair and blue eyes. My sister Samantha is 18 years old. She is tall and has brown hair and green eyes. Carmen has no relation to me whatsoever. She has short, curly, crimson hair and hazel eyes. She’s about my height but for a 22 year old that’s not good. Carmen or should I say Miss Carmen Jackson is my teacher, best friend and she feels like my sister when Samantha isn’t around. Back to the accident, Samantha and Carmen were taken to hospital. Just then, principal Wyde came down from the main office. We told him about the accident and he said until he gets better, all lessons taught by her are cancelled. That was good for me because most of my lessons are with Miss Jackson. Woo hoo! Friday, 13th August, 2004 Dear Diary, No wonder they call Friday the 13th a bad day, today was worse than yesterday! I took the day off school, which was fine. Then I went to the hospital to visit Samantha. She was telling me about the crash and out of the blue, her head just plopped on her pillow. The monitor that measured her heart rate had gone from beeps every 5 seconds to a single, long tone. Samantha was dead. And all I could do was watch. As I left I passed Carmen’s bed. She was holding out a bracelet I gave her a long time ago. “Take it. She will remember you.†She quietly said. “Um, thanks.†I replied. Tuesday, 17th August 2004 Dear Diary, On Saturday I was depressed and shattered. I was freezing to death and wearing 3 jumpers and lying in my bed. I turned my stereo to two songs-My Immortal by Evanescence and Welcome to my Life by Simple Plan. I went into Samantha’s room. All her clothes fit me, but I didn’t want to put them on. I was frantic. On Sunday I went to a counsellor and told her about the accident. She told me what my problem was, but I didn’t listen. I was trying to figure out who’s fault it was. On Monday I tried to sleep and I woke up every 5 hours or so, but I did manage to sleep a lot. Today I didn’t go to school. The trauma of it all just gave me a headache, and I ended up really sick. Thursday, 19th August 2004 Dear Diary, I went back to school, wearing the bracelet Miss Carmen gave to me. She was back with a broken arm and bandages everywhere. My friends were trying to comfort me, I said it helped but I still died on the inside. Tina told me Miss Carmen came back. Al, day I looked for her to see how bad she looked. Lydia, the ***** of the school, said to me, “this whole thing is your fault! If your sister wasn’t uncoordinated in her driving skills, none of this would’ve happened!†I punched her in the face. I got a detention for it, but at least no one else will be bringing up Samantha again. I spotted Miss Carmen but I didn’t want to look. Seeing her everlasting smile change when she noticed me made me feel really guilty about all this. The same thing happened on Friday. Like I’ve said in the past, shattered. Saturday, 21st August 2004 Dear Diary, My friends Bianca, Tiana, Renae and I have a band called Faid 2 Blak. We wrote a song about how our lives would be different if one in 6 billion ended. After practise, I went home and packed my backpack. I couldn’t take it anymore! The fake smiles, stupid lies, I didn’t want to do this anymore! I climbed out of my bedroom window, disappeared into the night and never returned. Finally! FREEDOM! No more worries, just starting a new life. I stopped to sit on a bench at a park. Carmen ironically sat next to me. So much for a new life. “I quit my job. Couldn’t take seeing someone being torn up so much.†“Same. You look nice.†“I straightened my hair before I found out it was raining. Now its frizzy as hell.†“What are you doing here anyway?†“Same thing you are, running away. Why don’t we run away together? Block out Sammy for a sec and imagine†Carmen persuaded. “Better to forget about the past, right?†“I guess so. All right. Lets go.†Sunday, 22nd August 2004 Dear Diary, For some reason, I woke up on the other side of the park with Carmen next to me. I don’t know what happened, or how I got here, but I’m enjoying it. Carmen brought up Samantha. I recognised the name but it was like I completely forgot about her. This, Dairy, is a new beginning.
