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    Jessica's Diary
    Jessica's Diary
    Jessica's Diary
    Ebook46 pages39 minutes

    Jessica's Diary

    By David Manoa

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    Jessica Smith, is a sad, depressed and lonely woman. Confiding in her diary she details the horrific events of her life that lead up to her suicide.
    But she is given hope when she meets Jacob, a man with a dark past who falls in love with her.
    Will Jacobs love and determination be enough to save Jessica?
    How far would you go to save the ones you love?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDavid Manoa
    Release dateJul 12, 2014
    ISBN9781311484000
    Jessica's Diary
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    David Manoa

    I am a writer based in Auckland, New Zealand.I write mainly contemporary romance.My interests are Rugby League, Cars, Gaming and Bodybuilding.

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      Jessica's Diary - David Manoa

      JESSICA’S DIARY

      ~~~

      David Manoa

      Copyright 2014 David Manoa

      SMASHWORDS Edition

      ~~~~

      The author asserts the moral right to be identified as

      the author of this work.

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including photocopying, recording, information storage and retrieval systems, or otherwise, without prior permission in writing from the author, with the exception of a book reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

      ~~~~~~

      Prologue

      Dear Diary,

      It has been a good run, but this is my final entry, my life ends tonight

      They say that the fumes from the exhaust is the best way to leave this world without the pain I suffered, the first time I tried.

      I don’t know what it is, but I feel a reoccurring sadness around me. I can’t keep myself together. I get these deep feelings of anxiety and depression, it just overwhelms me at times.

      It’s so destructive, it consumed me tonight.

      Reflecting on this life, there are things I’m going to miss. I’m going to miss my dad the most. He can be too overprotective, but I know he loves me dearly. He treats me like a little kid. It’s so embarrassing sometimes to get those calls in front of my friends as to my whereabouts.

      I know he’s a policeman, but sometimes he should separate his work from family.

      I love my dad to bits though; I know he’s only looking out for me. I guess he feels guilty not being able to save my mother. I still remember it vividly… gosh, is it three years?

      I’ll never forget the car accident, and the car catching fire. Mum and I trapped; her screaming to get me to safety first… Dad managing to pull me out. He went back for my mother, she was in excruciating pain, flesh falling from her limbs. Her skin bubbled and charred as the intensity of the heat engulfed her. My father tried to pull her free, but the fire was too hot. He was helpless as she burned to death, screaming.

      I will never forget the way my mother gazed at me in those final moments when she realised I was safe. She stopped screaming, she embraced the pain.

      I thought I saw her smile at me for the last time, through the flames, before it all went up.

      She left this world knowing her little girl is away from harm. She wasn’t in pain anymore…

      I miss her so much.

      As traumatic as it was, at least I know my mother is in a better place away, from this terrible existence.

      Dad gets upset when we argue, and I bring up that night, that he should have left me there too… to burn… out of spite. It was such a cruel and immature thing to say, it’s a memory that deeply saddens him, the scars on his arm a constant reminder.

      Sorry, Dad.

      I don’t know what it is. From that moment, I was never the same. I felt so detached from life. Unfulfilled. Disconnected. Lonely

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