A Page From My Diary

 

 

She was torn between doing the right thing and the wrong thing that felt so right.

‘Is the right thing really all that right?’ she asked herself, ‘or could it be that I am just imagining things?’

Lea hated her awkwardness at times and this was definitely one of those times.

She couldn’t believe she was the same person anymore. Who was this person really? All her life she had taken carefully measured steps, so what had changed in just a few months?

Just a couple of months ago she would have given up the world for James but now her memories and thoughts were clouded by visions of Christopher.

Christopher was all that James wasn’t; smart, refreshing and delightful. It was all in the eyes, she told herself. She wasn’t quite sure where this was going to take her but she was willing to find out…

 

Credits: Moi – Picture taken in Montreal

 

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11 thoughts on “A Page From My Diary

  1. I love that picture!
    I know the feeling that you wrote about so nicely. It’s weird when you have to make choices that were clear and definite at one point, and then tough later on. Good job!

      • I lived most of my life in Central New York, not too far from the U.S.-Canadian border. We visited Toronto quite a bit, were in Montreal (twice) and stayed once in Quebec. Actually, when I was referring to the “old” and “new” parts that I loved, I meant Quebec. But, Montreal had some wonderful sites as well.

        Is your name “Ria?”

    • Thank you!

      No, not yet at least. I hope to some day though πŸ™‚

      This was a post from my diary, when I was in high school! I used to write short fiction just for fun.

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