Not So Greedy

AN: READ THIS! I know that the title doesn't really fit the first few chapters but it will in the end. I think! And guys who are reading this just remember this isn't real it's just something I came up with about three of four days after September 11, 2001. I tried to have this up before but no reviewed it. So if you read this please review I would really appreciate any kind of review even if it's a flame (but make them constructive flames please)! And I'm going to warn you now. The chapters aren't very long because they're diary entries but I'm going to try my hardest to put a lot into them.

September 12, 2001

Why did this have to happen, why? Okay, diary, I know this is probably bad place to start since you are brand new, let me introduce myself my name is Autumn Rose Lane. I know it's a stupid name all together but once people start calling Autumn, Rose (which is the worst) or maybe even Lane it doesn't sound so bad! I'm sixteen- years- old and I had the worst protective parents who have ever walked the face of this earth! I have brown hair and bright blue eyes. I love my eyes, so does everyone else. Anyways. I'm exactly 5' 10" and I'm in the tenth grade. People say I'm very thin and really athletic but I just say I'm skinny and that I have a little bit of talent when it comes to some sports.

Anyway, on with my ranting and raving.

September 11, 2001 everyone calls it the day to remember, I call it the day my life died. my mom and dad were on one of the planes that crashed into the Twin Towers. My boyfriend was in one of the buildings when they fell and my best friend was killed in her car by debris that flew through her windshield. I was left in a world that I didn't know and I didn't want to know. Everything has become very complicated. Yeah, I know what you're thinking. "Doesn't she have other friends?", "Aren't there other people out there who care about her?" well of course I have other friends and other people who care about me but not like my parents or my best friend or my boyfriend.

I thought, a few times in the past day, about committing suicide so I could just end my life and be with my friends and family in Heaven but I knew they wouldn't want that. I knew they wanted me to live even though they couldn't.