Dear Diary,
I am writing to you because I am having a weird, rough and hard day. My friend is being fake. My
other friends are not even being true friends. I think if they are true friends they should be able to
defend each other but anyways I am over it. Right now I am feeling hungry. But anyway we are talking
about this girl that wants to fight us because we called her eleven, like oohh. Anyways I am over the
whole conversation.
Love Always,
Kimberly
