February 12
Henry broke my pot today. He got me before I got on the bus, and pushed me into a tree. The pot was in my backpack, to keep it safe, and broke. I didn't realize right away, but I missed the bus because of him, and had to walk home. It was cold, so I stopped in a store to warm up before picking Liota up. After I left, I had a funny feeling, so I checked my backpack to see if I'd left anything behind, and that was when I saw the pot'd been broke. I chucked it at a brick wall and it shattered to dust. I actually felt a little better after that. Good thing I wanted it to be a surprise, so Mom and Liota weren't disappointed. And Mom would want to know what happened, and I can't tell about Henry.
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