January 7 2014
My name is Lizzey LeAn Webb, My ex love was name Jason Scott Brown. My daughter is named Taylor Elizabeth Brown. I'm but of age 18. My birth day was December 31st.

No, this is not a journal page, but a letter, to whom it may concern,
Hello. By the time you read this I am no longer here. I had lost my sanity. He...he was the thing that kept me sane.

I leave all closest belongings to my beautiful daughter, Taylor. To my mother,
God, I always hated you! I couldn't believe that you wouldn't help me and Jason and Taylor until after we both got a job! Ugh! Anyway, thank you so much for what you have done. I want Taylor to think of me anyway she wishes, weather I'm a horrible person, or a brave woman.

To this I say goodbye as I take my own life. I love all. I have no hate. All I have is love in my heart. I have no regrets. I have no feeling.
Lizzey Webb.
(3rd person.)
She had folded the journal page ever so neatly. After doing so she put wax onto the page, to keep it closed until someone were to open it. No tears came to her eyes. She was, emotionless. Silence. She had little fear on what she would see on the other side. Would she see light? Would she see nothing nut horror and darkness? Or would there be nothing? If she died then she died. The end of it all for her, she thought.

She had the most beautiful knife she had ever seen in her hands. To my chest, she thought. In hoping it would take her life fast without pain. The knife was put to her heart. She took on breath in saying "I loved you!" That was it. She was gone fast. That was the end of it all.

Another's note:
Writing has always been a dream of mine! Thank you to anyone who reads this!!!!!!