Hell Diary

Friday, at home, 6:05 A.M

Omg!!

I just had the most HORRIFIC nightmare!

The worst entire life!

I'm so freaked out I can barely write this:

Me Freaking Out!!!!

I'm having cold sweats, my heart is pounding and my brain is...numb with such intense....anguish it feels like it's about to, um ..... EXPLODE!!!

Why?

I Dreamed I Lost My Diary At School !!!!!

Yes! At school !! Like, how CRAZY IS THAT?

the weird thing is that it seems like it actually happened. Because as soon as I woke up, all these detailed memories came flooding into my head, making me feel even more confused.

I can't imagine NOT writing in my diary! It's like I'm addicted or something.

In my dream I was so desperate that I found Ashley's old doodle book at the bottom of her toy box and started writing in that instead.

But mostly I was FRANTIC that some would find my diary and read all the SUPERpersonal, SUPERembarrasing, SUPERsecret stuff about MEEEEE!!!

AHHHHHH!!!

That was me screaming.

Why?

Because if I'm writing in Ashley's doodle book, that can mean only one thing.

I LOST MY DIARY AT SCHOOL YESTERDAY !! :(

AHHH!?

At home, 6:12 A.M

I think I may be having a nervous breakdown or something because suddenly I just started crying and couldn't stop!

I WANT MY DIARY!!!

My room was total mess after just one box of tissues.

But by the time I sobbed my way through seven boxes of tissues, I looked like a giant piece of fluff.

With eyeballs...

Please. Help. Me!!!?

As much as I wanted to just lie there staring at the wall and sulking, I finally decided it was time to drag my but out of bed

Why?!

Because all those wet, soggy tissues were quickly starting to dry and harden around my body, potentially transforming ME into a HUMAN PIÑATA!!!

and Ashley just love PIÑATAS.

I was absolutely TERRIFIED she would:

1. Dump lots of sweets down my throat.

2. String me up on a pole.

3. Hit me with a plastic bat until I either burst or coughed up some sweets.

That child has serious issues.!!

I'm just saying!!! :(

To be continued........