Dear Diary,

Someone tripped me today, and I broke my wrist. I lied on the ground trying to hold out the tears but it didn't work. The bell rang and I was still on the ground.

My arm hurt.

My head hurt.

My heart hurt.

I hate life. I think I'll commit suicide one of these days. I hope I don't have too. I would miss Will to much. I like him. I'm starting to believe Andy. I think he does like me. I hope he does.

When he found me on the floor today, he carried me all the way to the nurse's office, bridal style. Maybe he does like me. Maybe.

Do you think he does? The issue is driving me crazy! Diary, do you have any advise for me? And if you don't, well, there's still that question; What's wrong with me?

Love,

Rosie