Dear diary,
Hey. I haven't really wrote in you lately, so I think I'll do it now.
Let's talk about my spring break.
EVENT #1
My sisters boyfriend, Sean, broke his jaw. Here's the story:
He was apparently talking to my sister on the phone when a couple kids around my age (around 12 or so.) walked up to him.
Idk what they said, I wasn't paying attention when my sister was telling me. The next thing I remember her telling me was that they pulled a gun out on him, and said "your lucky I don't shoot you and take your phone."
So Sean thought that they walked away, but really, they didn't. They snuck up behind him and hit him in the jaw with the butt of the gun.
So, yeah. Theta how he broke it.
And to follow up on that, his mom is a douche.
My sisters phone is broken, so Sean had to text me instead of her.
His mom saw that and said Sean couldn't come over to our house anymore because he cares about me and my little sister more than his brothers and sisters.
...? Duh fuq?
That doesn't even make sense.
There's more to the story, but I don't feel like saying it.
EVENT #2
I got into a car accident.
Nothing major though. No one got hurt. Only the cars.
Alright I have to go to bed now.
Peace out, Trinity.
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