At lunch we were going to sit outside and so my friends made me go get an outside table while they found the guy we sit with even though I said that I had to get my pizza which takes time. I got a table then they came out. They didn't like it so we moved to a smaller one that had crumbs and wasn't as safe for me. When I told them this they acted like it was no big deal. Then I went to get my pizza. When I came back another girl was sitting in my spot where I had put my backpack! I barely refrained from crying. The girl and her friend moved to another table but I was still upset. I think I'm being used. I thought they were my friends but maybe not.
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Emily's Bio || Diary || Journal 2
Ngẫu nhiênThis is a continuation of the other journal. I generally update every day when something happens. WARNING: this is very depressing and sad because I have depression. I did make a suicide attempt at the beginning of this book so if you don't like th...
