Allie’s POV
My entire body went limp, I was too tired to think or comprehend. After entering the room, I had made a beeline for the book seating on the pile of books on Joan’s bed. It was a diary; Joan’s diary.
I picked up the silver-coloured diary and looked it through, Joan never mentioned a diary, once when I suggested we do that, she told me she thought diaries were useless and an excuse to run away from reality. She never liked it.
I dialled my brother’s number, hoping he would pick me up and come take me home. I was really tired.
“Hey kiddo,” Sean spoke into the phone after the second ring.
“Hi,” I replied searching for the right words to say “I am done. Could you please come to pick me up?” I asked.
“Yeah! sure. I’ll be there in five” he replied before dropping the call.
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