dear diary

Introduction

Hi, my name is Katarina, I used to go by Kat before but ever since I moved schools I tried to leave my old life behind as much as possible. So now everyone at school calls me Katherina, just because they can't say my name right. you see it has a sharp 'r' and its really funny to watch my classmates, friends and even teachers to get it right.

Anyway enough about my name, let me tell you something about my very interesting past. (note the sarcasm)

when I was small, I never actually knew my father. my mum always kept changing her boyfriends and she had me at the age of 19. she also had another baby, my steps sister with a rather scary looking guy named Marcel. no kidding he was big, muscled and covered in tattoos. he was strict too and I heard he was in a gang. two years after karolina's ( my step sister) birth he died in a car accident.

my mum kept changing her jobs a lot too. she never finished college.

I was bullied at school and pre-school. it was either because my family was poor, or becaise i was way too skinny or the fact that nobody wanted to play with me because I was wearing glasses.

my mum went to England for work and every time she came to visit us at my grandmother's where me and my sister were staying, she would bring us candy.

Two years later she took us to England too.

I changed a lot over the next four years. from the little shy girl I became a strong, short tempered tomboy who hanged around with anyone she liked not that they could complain much. Everyone liked me for some odd reason.

I kept moving schools a lot too.

after that my mom moved with us to live with her new boyfriend, no surprise there.

over the next two years my mum got married to Michal, my step dad.

he helped me with my anger issues a lot and I'm grateful. he said that it was a side effect of me bring bullied earlier and that some people have it for life. I'm glad it's gone now.

my sister by the time became a typical English kid with no respect and I hated her for that.

she actually helped me. when I learned to ignore her constant blabbing, I also learnt how to concentrate on my studies while the whole class was messing about. no wonder they're so stupid. I just listed to the teacher and remember mostly everything. I'm not even nervous when the exams come up.

so now I'm a girl who still enjoys a company of her friends which she gains effortlessly. I'm more mature than any other teenager, I'm smart and everyone thinks that I'm a little angel. if I accidentally let my temper slip, no teacher in the entire school would believe a student that i did it, maybe not even my family would they probably think I'm way out of it, but through to be told; my past catches up with me sometimes.

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Okay this little introduction is only the start. But you guys need to tell me if I should continue with this story or not. If you say yes than Im more than happy to and if you say no then I will delete it. Please tell me what I should do XD

~Halasova23