13/04/2016
Dear Diary,
Wasn't it easier in my lunchbox days? Wasn't it easier in my firefly catching days?
I am dreading my 15th birthday. Why? Because I have this gut feeling that everything is going to go wrong. I know it is silly but I feel on edge.
Rachel was teasing me and said one in five 15 year olds become depressed. Being naive little Hayley I believed her until Mum told me the truth. So that is my big sister for you.
Now for my special twin brother, Jason. What do I say about the kid who puts rubber snakes on your pillow when you're asleep or who takes pictures of you without you knowing? I hate him but I love him to bits. Do you feel me diary?
Anyway the nose bleeds were awful today. It was after lunch and I was on my tablet when I felt hot liquid above my lip. I swiped it away with a tissue but blood wouldn't stop pouring down. Today was the worst nose bleed I had - it lasted for 20 minutes. Luckily Mum wasn't home otherwise she would have made a fuss.
Unfortunately I have got to go because Dad is calling me, something about not sticking to the chore sheet. What? Rachel forces me to do her chores. Talk to you tommorow.
Bye
Hayley
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