Why would anyone be against the idea of having a diary? I mean, you can right down your thoughts, pretend that there is actually someone there listening to your every word. The possibilities are endless.
I walk into Studio On Beat only to be pushed around and bumped into. I clutch my diary deep into my chest to protect it from the bad people trying to harm it only to have my diary slammed out of my hands and onto the hard cold floor and used as football.
Ludmila, Naty, Andres (Leon just stands off to the side watching them) kick my diary further away from me the more I reach my hands out for it. Pointing and laughing at my misery. Man do I hate them. Well maybe all except for Leon. Sigh.
Naty: Oh tut tut tut. Poor Vio nobody can't seem to catch her diary
Ludmila: Not only does she repel humans but objects too
Andres: Yeah and and things don't like you too
Ludmila turns to Andres.
Ludmila: I JUST SAID THAT. Unbelievable. I'm bored now. Ludmila is out
Naty: Naty too
Andres: I wait for Leon then I go but since he seems to be on another planet, I'm just gonna go now
Leon bends down to pick up my diary and hand it to me.
Leon: Careful there. Wouldn't want those secrets to get out. Maybe try talking to your friends instead or something?
He winks at me and walks up to the waiting Ludmila.
I feel my knees grow weak. I think I died and went to heaven filled with Leon angels.
Maybe I will take what he said into account and stop writing in my diary so much that it has become like one of my best friends.
Lesson Learnt: If you don't have a diary you need to take of, people no longer look at you as if you have socially awkward tattooed across your forehead.
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Violetta: Geek to Chic
Short StoryJoin Violetta as she creates a step by step guide to go from geek to chic. <3