Dear Diary

March 19, 2014

Fire! Blood! Danger! Intentional violence! This week’s diaries pack a whole action movie’s worth of excitement.


I was in a paper village. Its citizens were all paper, but of diverse origins: construction , wide-ruled, college-ruled, watercolor, printer. The trees were paper too, and, ironically, people cut them down to make paper on which they drew pictures of trees. Everything in the village was white. The buildings were flimsy and thin; you could see silhouettes through their walls of people moving slowly and deliberately, careful not to disturb anything.

I realized I had a lighter in my hand. It was red, not white—sure to signal danger to the villagers. I had no pockets or anywhere else to hide the lighter, so I used my fingernails to tear a gaping hole in my chest and shoved the lighter inside. I was in more pain than I could have ever imagined.

But then my wound started gushing red blood, and the villagers saw and recognized the danger. It wasn’t fire, but it dripped on the white paper and made everything all wrong.

No other dream has ever affected me like this. I doubt one ever will. I don’t even know why. I can’t stop thinking about it. I doubt I ever will. ♦


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  • speakeasied March 19th, 2014 8:33 PM

    Britney: in your two short paragraphs, you reminded me that I’m not alone. I’ve had the same exact feelings since December since my dad passed away and sometimes I forget that other people feel the way I do, even if it isn’t caused by the same thing. I just wanted to thank you for that – even if it wasn’t as eloquent as a best-selling novel, it was honest. At the end of the day, honest writing is the best writing.

  • flawedpoet March 19th, 2014 9:06 PM

    I can very much relate to all of these, especially the last one,

  • Eileen March 19th, 2014 11:32 PM

    So I’m 17 today. *aww thanks you guys*
    Not sure how but- Ruby, this was somehow the closure I needed to just go to sleep tonight. Who say my cool day ends when I go to sleep? I could be having totally crazy bananas dream right now.
    @flawedpoet, I noticed you ended on a comma. Well played. unless you didn’t intentionally do that,

  • littleredridinghood March 20th, 2014 1:19 PM

    Ruby’s entry reminds me of Angela’s story in My So Called Life.