2/20/16
Dear diary,
I'm almost over the last incident. But not really. My friends help, they come over a lot and cheer me up. Love them. We also had one of our favorite "Emergency Beyonce Parties." Annie got a record player with all the Beyonce albums for Christmas. It's a new addition to our get-togethers.
Anyway, I was doing better until today. Someone vandalized my car. I just walked out side about to drive to school and BOOM. My car looked like a wreck.
The windows were shattered and the tires were popped. On sides red paint wrote words I won't type. My once beautiful white Jeep Patriot is now in Annie's garage hiding from the world and hopefully we'll get it fixed.
All my money I've been saving up for college is going to have to go to either major repair or a new ride. Great.
I thought I was so loved at school. Who would do this? Who hates me enough to make that note, the video, and now ruin my car?
I need my family to come home. Stella said she'd come home from college soon, hopefully she will.
This honestly isn't even that big of a deal, but for some reason it hurts really bad. I don't want to give anyone the pleasure of knowing they've damaged me, but I think they've won. I just want to run out of this town and everything in it. Dylan, Kylee, my car, school, college, everything. Can I just pack up and go on a permanent vacation with my friends?
-Vanessa
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