Post by WLOM on Feb 11, 2010 9:48:56 GMT -5
Dear Diary,
It’s seriously just another boring day of Blackwood Boarding School. I still don’t get the point of it. Just gathering all these kids with a messed up passed together. Locking them up in a school cut off from any human contact. Other then the stupid little shops and restaurants outside of the school, that are like, 30 minutes away, there is no outside world. This school can’t be curing us. Curing us of the depression that still scars us. That still stains out souls. Nothing can fix the past, not even the present. As much as they say what happens in the future can be changed before it happens, it can’t. God already has our future planned. This school can’t change that. Our past is out future, and our future will always end up being out past. So what’s the point? Why can’t be go back to were we started? Our old homes. Not living in the crappy school. Yet I guess I can say I like one thing about it. The drama. The high school splattered through every inch of it. Yet, other than that,
What’s left of me?