DearDiary:
Ialwaysthoughtlifeisreallysimple,
buthumansinsistonmakingitcomplicated.
Tome,lifeisadreamforthewise,
agameforthefool,
acomedyfortherich,
andatragedyforthepoor.
Forme,lifeisnothing.
Peoplenomatterwherefromcallme"TheGirl".
Why?
BecauseIam"TheGirl"whoisthemostprettiestinourschool,
I\'vegotthebestgrades,Iamalsotherichestgirltoo.
Eventhoughitseemslikeallthesethingsaresupposedtochangemylife,
Iam"TheGirl"whoneverknowshowtosmile.
ThewholefamilyandI,usedtoliveinapenthouseatCalifornia.
MyparentsgotdivorcedwhenIwasattheageof16,
itwasayearago,buteverythingseemslikejustyesterday.
OnedayofChristmas,wheneverybodyshouldbeenjoyingamealwiththeirdearestfamily,myparentsdiedinacaraccident.
Iwasthen16too.
JustlikeIsaid:Everythingseemslikejustyesterday,
becauseI\'llnevergetridofthem.
Peoplesay:Themostimportantthingistoenjoyyourlife
-tobehappy-It\'sallthatmatters.
ButhowcanIbeHappy?
Andtoenjoymylife?
WhenI\'vealreadylostallthethingsthatareIMPORTANTtome?
Noway.
Mylifeisalreadyamess,eventhoughIhavemoney,butso?
Itdoesn\'thelpatall...
Love,
Diana