From now on I am going to keep this... My dad has cancer and there is no treatment for it. The only way he'll be able to live is if a miracle happends... and it's really hard to keep faith in something that don't seem real.
My dad is the only one who keeps me running, morning noon and night. Without him and God I probally would've already killed myself by now.
My mom... Well I don't really have one. Yes she is alive, but she is abusive. I cannot end up living with her.
My daddy will spend his last days, trying to get anyone else than her to have custody of me.
My dad can't have any more fun in his last days... He is too miserable, and in pain, and stress over me and my mom.
I love daddy so, so, so, much that if he dies I could just give up too. Infact, I would like to before then."
My next entries were about the girls at camp. It just occurred to me today that girls camp probably saved my life that year. There was drama, I was right in the middle of it. Of course I was, I needed the drama to keep my mind occupied so I didn't have to think about my life. The next page was my activity sign-off. I learned about fire, knots, singing, cleaning up, cooking, and first aid. The next page is a drawing of the testimony hand (oops correction, testimony GLOVE). I learned:
God is our loving Father in Heaven.
Jesus Christ is our Savior.
Prophet Joseph Smith translated the book of Mormon.
The LDS church is Gods church.
Prophet Gordon B. Hinkley (of the time) receives revelation.