Dear Diary ...
Why is it that I hide myself deep inside the depth of my soul? Is it because I know people will see that I am different? The world has no place for me. I hate the person I am. Am I never to know the sunlight on my back or the cold on my face, the rain on my head, or are these things to be hidden from me. How long will I remain in obscurity, how long must I shut myself off from the world? Is dieing such a bad thing? Perhaps it's the answer I have been seeking, perhaps it's the way out of all my misery. I have sinned against the Lord by continuingly putting Him to the test. But God continuingly demonstrates His love for me and I know not why!