Dear Diary,
A fresh start… Dear Daisy, I have wanted to write you a letter. Well, I have written many letters to you, but unfortunately, most of them are gone now. This time, I think—no, I hope—this will stay here forever, just like what Ma'am Carmela told us. I have always yearned to write because it’s the only way I can truly express how I feel. It’s so liberating. I feel so authentic every time I pour out my thoughts and feelings, as if I’m letting my little demons out for a while. I used to write very sad poetry back then. Thinking about it now makes me cry because I really miss my old phone, where I stored all those feelings of sorrow and anger. It was my only outlet at that time. I remember the stories I tried to write down. I remember those nights I sacrificed sleep just to give life to the stories inside my head. That cellphone was my best friend. It was where I read stories that touched so many parts of me, and it was where I let myself *be* myself. The ...
