It's a typical Friday night for me. Back from school and mum ordering
me a pizza. And as always writing in my diary. What a cliche, huh?
Well, many things have happened lately and I want to make sure I won't forget any of it. I'll write my story here and maybe show it to my kids someday. Only if I was brave enough to show this to my classmates at school.. All those rumors are just too much for me.
"Have you seen the new girl? Do you think they kicked her out from her old school?"
"Malaya? Yeah, I've heard about her.."
At least you could learn to pronounce my name correctly. It's Malia. So let me start from the very beginning of my life.
My first childhood memories start at the age of ten. We were a four-member family. Me,my little sister Emily, mum and dad. Good beginning. For now.
As a normal kid I used to play with my toys 24/7. One day we had to visit aunty Jane. Few seconds before going I remembered that I've forgotten my doll at home. So I got out of the car and went back for it. Mum was mad at me, because we were already being late.
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Hey guys! It's malia.ate.the.deer from Instagram! I've always wanted to write a story and here I am. I'm gonna use some information from Malia's life and make it more detailed. Excuse my grammar mistakes. I didnt write more , because I didnt know if I should continue writing. Well , that's for now. Bye xx
YOU ARE READING
It's just me
Teen FictionJust a story of a normal 18-old girl I might say.. Or maybe not? New school, new me , right? This diary will know more secrets than you could imagine.
