Dear Diary, || mfz (completed)

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When Mackenzie got home from school, she went right to her room, not even bothering to grab some chips. She needed to write more in her diary. She flung her door open and closed and locked it again, finally happy to be home. She fetched her diary and pink fluffy pen, and began to write.

Dear Diary,
I guess it's me again.
Well, I'll continue.
So, I just really wanted to know if I was liked,
if its all true, how nice they are,
how loving they are, certainly I have nothing
to worry about, right?
So, I figured a way to test my theory.
Maybe, if I just....disappear, I will know.
Will people be sad or joyous? I don't know, that's why I did it.
I mean, just a poof! She's gone! Where did she go?
Maybe she's magic.
Magic Mackenzie.
(Hey, that has a nice ring to it!)
But, back to my story, I decided to run away,
to poof, to disappear, to be Magic Mackenzie.
But I needed a plan. I plan so sneaky I might just get away with this.
So I mapped my plan out.
I would ask my mom to go outside, where my bags would be
stashed in a tree, (put there the night before,) and my mom would
have to agree to her daughter getting some fresh air.
So I would go outside, and when I was sure
no one was looking, I would get my stashed bags and speed off. I would go get food with money in my bag, and go
find a hobo residence or something.
As you can see, I didn't put much as thought in the end
as I did the beginning. But I had a plan, I had a pretty okay plan
at that, to. So I decided on my leave date,
the very next day.
--
Well, sorry again, but I want to go have a snack.
Sincerely,
Mackenzie
(AKA-Magic Mackenzie.)

Mackenzie closed her diary, and returned her diary and pen, and left her room.

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-Hanna