Diane’s POV
I silently tiptoed across the room, grabbing my journal from the locker and heading downstairs to the living room.
I took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and warmed up my left over food in the microwave and settled down on the sofa, crossing my legs and opening my diary.
I stroked my chin, taking a deep breath to settle down and release my shaking legs before reminiscing on everything that just went down and putting them into my diary.
DEAR DIARY,
Today I had a three some with my friend, Anna and my mother and it was the best thing ever. My legs still feel very weak and I am feeling very sleepy but I have to write it down here so I do not miss out any of the details.
I would be starting from the onset till the end, trying as much as possible not to miss out on any
