Dear Mom,

Thank you for comforting me tonight.

I exposed my weaknesses in front of you once again, and I cried because I realized you have been reading this diary. I understand your kind and consideration, I really do. But I wish I can have a corner where I can hide my secrets, at least I don’t want you to worry so much for me.

I have been sharing with you almost everything in my life. Yet when it comes to my sorrow, I don’ t want to share it with you. Let me face my life. Trust me, I can handle it. I need only time.

Please don’t worry too much about me. I won’t be Adele in the movie we just watched. She didn’t have such caring parents like I do.

Love you always,
Your Daughter.

P.S. Please don’t read this diary again. I hope you promise me.