This is my second story, yah i know it's short. It's ment to be. I'll try to update more often though. Anyway please update. Oh All characters are copyrighted but if you want to use them in a story mention it in a review.
Dear Diary,May 15, 2006
I got this pretty little book when I was 12, but I wasn't that keen on writing. Now I see you as my savior. Here I can write all. I am a gang member, a female. I have grown up in this life. My mom was a police's daughter; my dad was a pretty lowly gang leader. My mom choose my dad over her family. Now they are married and live in LA. I live in NYC, that's where I was born. Great huh? I never met my dad, and the last time I saw my mom was when she handed my infant body to the gang leader who swore to raise me as his own. I don't know what possessed him to raise me. He never kept a promise before that. Then again he loved my mom too. Maybe I'm his kid, well I'll never know. Oh, umm write later. See ya.
Hey sorry, section leader came, had a job for me. Not death but just a minor robbery crime. Not that bad. I found out that we now work under the local mafia. Not that great, at least for me. What made them think that was a good idea! Mafia is a bad. Much more drugs and crimes. I guess there is less deaths though, that's good. Even though I grew up in a gang doesn't mean I like death, or can sleep the night after. I've never committed murder, I couldn't, I've lost people like that and I could never do that to someone else. People tell me I was born into the wrong life. But I like it. I like the pain, the RAGE and the lack of love. Yup, one of the seven deadly sins. Huh…I've committed that from age 10. Hmm. Anyway, I have another job. CYA.