DearDiary:

Ialwaysthoughtlifeisreallysimple,

buthumansinsistonmakingitplicated.

Tome,lifeisadreamforthewise,

agameforthefool,

aedyfortherich,

andatragedyforthepoor.

Forme,lifeisnothing.

Peoplenomatterwherefromcallme"TheGirl".

Why?

BecauseIam"TheGirl"whoisthemostprettiestinourschool,

I''''vegotthebestgrades,Iamalsotherichestgirltoo.

Eventhoughitseemslikeallthesethingsaresupposedtogemylife,

Iam"TheGirl"whoneverknowshowtosmile.

ThewholefamilyandI,usedtoliveihouseatCalifornia.

MyparentsgotdivorcedwhenIwasattheageof16,

itwasayearago,buteverythingseemslikejustyesterday.

OnedayofChristmas,wheneverybodyshouldbeenjoyingamealwiththeirdearestfamily,myparentsdiedinacaract.

Iwasthen16too.

JustlikeIsaid:Everythingseemslikejustyesterday,

becauseI''''llridofthem.

Peoplesay:Themostimportantthingistoenjoyyourlife

-tobehappy-It''''sallthatmatters.

ButhowIbeHappy?

Andtoenjoymylife?

WhenI''''vealreadylostallthethingsthatareIMPORTANTtome?

Noway.

Mylifeisalreadyamess,eventhoughIhavemoney,butso?

Itdoesn''''thelpatall...

Love,

Diana