Dear Diary,
Yesterday mom woke me up just so she could tell me how stupid I am. She told me that my grades in school need to be higher and I need to do more for the family. I guess she is right, I'm 10 years old, I should be able to do more and be more productive.
I tried to do better today at school, but I didn't do that great. Emma still hates me and so does her boyfriend. They did more teaming up, but this time they worked together to beat me up. I haven't left school yet and I fear what Mom will say about the blood and bruses.
Bye,
Hannah
