Chapter 6
Dear Diary,
Me and WIlla are so opposite, it's untrue. Literally everything is opposite. She wears black, listens to classical music, is morose and sad and says mean things all the time (not as much to me now). I wear colours, listen to K-pop and I try to be nice to everyone. But I think she's perfect, she is very caring when she trusts you.
I think sometimes she is covering something up as I swear she stops herself saying things to me that she wants. I don’t know why she can’t be herself, it must be a front as her mum and dad are pretty nice (but still weird).
I suppose I am like the sun, bright and hopeful, and she is like the moon, dark and quiet. But we need both the sun and moon to balance each other just like Willa and I balance each other. There is no way I would say that to her - call her a moon - she would FREAK and I might not wake up to see another sun! xxx