Dear Diary August 21st 2014

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Dear Diary, August 21st, 2014

When I went to the mall today thankfully it wasn't crowded. I weaved through the array of shops, picking up things as I went before I decided to stop at the food court. Once I ordered my sandwich I glanced around the variety of tables, finding one away from the other families inhabiting the mall. When I sat down I heard a familiar voice, or rather three familiar voices behind me. Turning around I found my number one fan, note the sarcasm. The "Queen Bee "Stacy, and her twin followers. Cliché I know. Sadly as soon as I looked up so did she, meaning eye contact. I zipped around trying to finish my meal as fast as possible so I wouldn't have to hear her voice any longer. When I went to stand up a perfectly manicured hand fell on my shoulder. Tensing up I awaited her words. Once she finally opened her mouth a string of evil words flowed out, resembling things such as nerd, ugly, worthless, fat, etc. Holding back my tears I jerked my shoulder out of her hold before grabbing my bags, throwing out my trash, and speed walking out the mall. Once home I put the various articles of clothing I had bought away and now I'm relaying the events of today to you. I have to go now, it's late. Goodbye ...

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