{MAYA}
Maya didn't like kissing other people's asses or telling them bullshit so they could feel good about themselves. But after telling her parents that she was the child and they were parents, she spent the whole night tossing on her bed and hoped that her words were not that harsh.
One darn thing she was sure of, was that something fishy was going on with her parents and they didn't want to involve them.
Maya didn't want to meddle. She didn't.
So, why was she tossing in her bed?
She got tired of tossing, Maya threw her blankets off and got her diary out. She opened her phone's torch and placed it facing down on the bed.
She stared at it for a while and even remembered when her mother brought it for her. After going over the beautiful memory, she flipped the pages, when she found what she was looking for, she squinted her eyes and read.
Diary.