Lilly's Story

Part II

Dear Diary,

My name is Lilly Mendos, I am 15 years old. You are my new diary and I promise to write in you every single day at the least.

Max, that's my stepfather, he went into my room again. He made up some dumb excuse about laundry. Yea, as if thinking of him sifting through my underwear, my dirty underwear for that matter, really makes up for the invasion of privacy.

He then tried to take a fatherly role in trying to get me to eat supper. I told him I wasn't hungry. I've been lying a lot lately. "I already ate" and "that's not a bruise it's a birthmark" pass my lips quite frequently.

Max scares me sometimes. I think that he likes me...like daddy liked me. I try my best not to think about my fears at all. I get a panicky feeling and my chest gets all tight making it hard to breathe. I think I might just take a nap, so I don't think about it as much.

The truth is I'm actually quite famished. I havn't eaten in a while, a couple days at least. I can't really remember. I think I'm gaining weight rather than actually losing any. I guess I'll just have to be more strict with my eating habits. Those popsicles DO count, I guess. Anyway, off to bed I am. Goodnight.

Lilly