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06.01.16.
Dear Diary,
My name is Mary. I'm 17 years old and I learn in lyceum . I have two best friends - Platon, Amina and Alina.
But in my class I have a person who I hate. His name is Bohdan. He always laughes at me and troll. Earlier he had a girlfriend. Her name is Sasha. She is the most beautiful girl in our class. I met she , when we were 7 years old. Today, Sasha threw him and now he is in depression. And now I don't know, I hate him or not? Oh my God! No,no,no. It isn't true. He can't love anyone now( and it is good). OK , diary, I will ask him about this,
your Mary.

07.01.16.
In school:
We have a history lesson now. Our teacher said, that tomorrow we will have a disco . My class is very happy, but not me. Because I don't really like discos. In our class we have a traditional, that boys invite girls to the disco.
But usually boys don't invite me, so... Oh! The bell is ringing. What a beautiful sound!
In the evening
I have done all my homework so I will surf the Internet.
I went to VK and saw Bohdan online. Then he wrote me:
- Can I ask you?
- Yep.
- Do you agree to go to disco with me?
No words. My heart start beating. Is it true?
- Yes, it is true.
Oh my God, he is reading my thoughts.
-Em, OK.
- Yes!!!

OK... It is anough for today. Bye by, Mary.

08.01.16

I am in shock. It isn't true!

Dear Diary ,
today we have a disco. I am not happy, because...Bohdan! Bohdan,I hate him, he hates me. No love!!!Okay,Diary, by by!
Mary.

In the school:
We are in the sport room . I'm wearing a pink tunic and grey jeans. Alina is wearing a green dress, it is very beautiful. We will dancing all night!!!
30 minutes later:
Oh no! Slow dance! I'm going to the bench. Alina sits near me. We are talking, but now Bohdan is seeing at me.
- Mary?- he asks me.- Come, please.
I stood up and go with him.
- Mary.
- What?
- Say honestly. Can you love me?
My heart is beating . I don't know what to say.
-Maybe...I don't know.
And the slow dance finished. He went away. I am very nervous. After that I went home.

At home:
I wrote him in the evening:
- Yes.
- I am sorry, I don't like you.
My heart broke. Tears were on my cheeks.
- Goodbye,- he wrote.
Today my heart and head turned off.

09.01.16.

Dear Diary,
He was my first chance, but it felt...
Maybe in the future I have another chance .

Bye,
Mary.

In the school:
We were having litruture lesson.
He went to class as usual . The lesson started. We have a discuss about the story. Then we had a break. I saw at him and then I started crying. I ran out and went to the girls' toilet. Then Amina and Alina went there too and asked what was it:
- Mary , what's happening?
- Bohdan.
Then they went out the room and went to '' him ''.
After that we had fithical education.
When the lesson finished , Amina said, that Bohdan wants to talk with me. I waited for him near cupboards. And then he said:
''You can do not wait for me, go''.
And then I finally understand that he don't like me. I went away lyceum and went home.

At home:

Tomorrow we will have the last lesson with our class teacher. I was surfing the Internet , when Bohdan wrote me:
- Let's meet near lyceum tomorrow.
- OK.
- Bye.

Interesting, what does it mean?

I woke up at 7 o'clock . I was very happy! First, the last day in school this year. Second , all holidy with out Bohdan! Yohoooo!
In school:
Our teacher gave us lists with our marks and we went to our cupboards . I and Amina decided to go to her home. But... I remembered that Bohdan wanted to talk with me. I looked at him... but he wasn't there. Гад!
OK....
Then we met Dasha and Amina invited her to Amina's home.
5 hours later:
-Goodbye, Amina!
- Goodbye , Masha!
And I went home. Then Platon wrote me:
- Bodya likes you.
- I don't think so.
And then he off lined.
Again he is joking at me. Today I will say Bohdan something very interesting ...
When Bohdan was online I wrote him :
- This is the last massage to you, where I say you about my feelings.
- Hooray!
- Best Friends ?
- After that? Friends - yes! BFF- I don't think so...
- OK, then...bye!
Fuh!I am feeling like a fether!
Bye,Mary!

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