Diary Entry 1:
I'm sitting at Missy ryan's funeral, it's at the Edpiscopal church in downtown New Bern. Even though
the church sits five hundred people, there still wasn't enough room. People were crowding outside the
doors, waiting to pay their respects. Ican see her husband Miles and their five year old son Jonah sitting
in the front row. Miles was pale and showed no emotion, Jonah wasn't even old enough to understand
that he will never see his mother again. He looked more confused than sad. I'm nauseated and sweating
profusely. I feel as though I'm going to vomit. I know I don't belong here, but i stayed. Why, I don't
know. All I do know is that Missy Ryan shouldn't have died ( she died in a tragic hit and run car
accident).
Entiy 2:
I can't sleep, I relize it's impossible to go back to bed until
I tell you the truth about Missy's death.
You see, I know the truth because I was the one driving the car. It didn't happen how Miles......
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