Mackenzie Frances Ziegler: Anxiety Letter Two

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Dear Diary,

Today at dance, Abby called all of us fat, worthless slugs that'll never get anywhere in life. Usually, it doesn't bother me, but today was different. I already heard that one today, but it was worse than what Abby said.

At school, Rachel came up to me and told me that she couldn't wait until I died because on that day, she would throw a party celebrating my death for the entire school. I told her that she was an idiot and no one would come. That's when she threw the worst insult of today.

"Nobody likes you because you're a fat, ugly, worthless slug and a piece of trash! No one! Just wait until tomorrow. You'll regret what you said."

I'm scared to go to school because of that. I have no idea what she's gonna do and it's terrifying to think about.

But she said she couldn't wait until I died. So, I'll save the date. I can't take this much longer.

She'll even get a invitation to my death day. She might enjoy it.

October 5th: a week until I die.

Perfect.

Love,
Mackenzie Frances Ziegler
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So, what do you think about Mackenzie's second letter? Kinda depressing.

I know this is short, but not all of the chapters will be like that. Please bear with me!

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