9:45pm, Sunday, 09th September, 2012

Dear Diary

It has been three days since the accident. Mum had come over to Sydney the day after I woke up in hospital, and we went home a day after that, which was yesterday. The doctors suggested I see a counselor at the hospital just once before I left, just to cope with what happened. In all honesty, I was fine, I am fine, but they said it would be best. Mum agreed with them.

The counselor, Dr Desson, gave me this diary. She told me that writing in it will help me cope. Cope with what? I'm fine! Honestly. I said that to her and she looked at me with that "You don't have to pretend" look. Kind of like the look Christian gave me when I hurt my foot when I jumped off of the swing.

Writing in this is actually good though. It's like writing a story about myself. Maybe one day, my diary will get published and I'll become famous! Maybe they'll make a movie about me! I wonder if Anna Kendrick would play me!

I can dream can't I?

I'm going back to school tomorrow, despite mum telling me to have more time off.

I wanted to go back though. Not for the lessons or the teachers, but because since I moved here, I've become really close to 2 girls. Funnily enough, both of there names were Emma, but one of them is nicknamed Emmy and the other one is Em.

Emmy is average height. She has wavy, shoulder length dirty blonde hair that has random streaks of other blonde in it and bright blue eyes. She's also got kind of tanned skin. Emmy is your typical blonde, but not your typical blonde... if that makes sense. Like 99.9% of the time, she has absolutely no idea what's going on, but she doesn't mind getting her hands dirty, and she hates the colour pink. She has the dirtiest mind and is so sarcastic.

Em is also average height. She has long, brown, wavy hair, green eyes with an inner circle of orange in them. Her skin colour is a little tanned, she has freckles that cover her cheeks and braces. She's got a great sense of humour and she's so funny.

Right now, I'm sitting in my room, on my bed writing in this journal. It's currently 9:50pm.

I just skyped Christian.

I was so happy to talk to him.

I really love him. I mean, I know we haven't been going out for that long, but I've had feelings for him for a long time before we started our relationship.

He's just perfect. He always makes sure I know how much he loves me, he always calls me beautiful and his cuddles are the best.

I guess I should probably go to bed now. I'm tired and I need to get up early :|

Okay, well, until the next time Diary.

Love always,

Tahnee :)