Regina’s Diary

Dear Diary,

Sorry I haven’t written in a long while.

I had a lot going on before I got settled somewhere safe.

It took me almost six months, but I’m living in Phoenix now.

Met some wonderful people, who I lied to about my name and where I came from.

I said I ran away from one of those polygamist cults, and they believed me.

I know lying is bad, but I can’t be Regina Karen Morton anymore.

With their help, I am now Regi Martin. They helped me to get a new social security number and a job at a grocery store, and a cheap room to rent.

I changed my hair, too. I dyed it black and cut it to shoulder length.

It’s cute. It’s the new me. I think I have a knack for doing hair.

Maybe beauty school is in my future, after I get my GED, and I’m working on that now.

I’m safe for now, Diary. My body has healed, yet I’m still always looking over my shoulder.

God, I miss my parents. I wonder if they ever looked for me, Diary.

But I tell myself that it doesn’t matter anymore.

Did Krew and Decker ever look for me? Did they really care about me?

I hope they are happy together. I know from what Maya told me the last time I talked to her, that they were caught by the cops, but they are okay now.

That was all she said before my cheap, pay-by-the-minute cellphone cut out and stopped working.

I managed to save enough money to get another phone.

I called Maya to give her my new number, and ask about my parents, and Krew and Decker.

She never answered my calls and messages.

I know she’s busy with school. It’s our her senior year.

And I know there’s a lot of things happening, but she hasn’t returned any of my calls or texts in almost six months. I don’t know why she’s ignoring me.

I couldn’t call Krew and Decker, even though I wanted to.

Truth is, I was too scared to tell them—Krew especially.

They would blame and hate me, just like Teke he said.

God! Why did I even write his ugly name in here?

It doesn’t matter anymore. I’m on my own and free.

Anyway, I have to go to work. I’ll try to write more. But I can’t make any promises.

Regi

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