Dear diary,
I'm writing at school this time. It's against my rules but what the hell. I need to get this out, as I keep almost crying every few minutes.
I might flunk the subject I never do bad at this term. How'd that happen? I don't fucking know.
Anyway I'm really upset about it. Just when I sort of thought I got a hang of math and everything, this happens. It's like I disappointed myself so badly it might kill me.
I need someone who actually matters to tell me it's okay. I don't count. I want my dad and sister to tell me.
I don't know how I'll get through the day.
Your faithful Havoc child.
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Havoc diaries
AcakThis is the diary of a Havoc Child. A child caught up in fights and pain. A child with too much to say, too much to feel, and nowhere to turn.
