The Cross Gang

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Dear Diary,

[Sunday, August 19th]
 
My god, I'm in tears... My high school could not be any worse. Holy SHIT.

It was all fine and dandy until these new kids came along, calling themselves.. "The Cross Gang". The name says most of it, yeah.. They're troublemakers, all right! They wear all black, have the most disgusting earring designs (dragons, cigars, guns, that sort of thing), wear the darkest makeup ever, and have piercings all over the fucking place. As if the look wasn't enough, they walk around like they're "all that". Really?? I think they're just dumb and idiotic.

And they targeted me and my best friend Tanya.

WHY ME?! Out of all the 7 billion human beings, it HAD TO BE US? I don't understand, gee!

It was bloody, emotional, and just a MESS! I could not believe that they called me a chipmunk because my cheeks are "fat". It's just the fucking way I am! Ha-ha.. That wasn't the worst thing.

We had to call the damn police. These kids need to be hobos or whatever, not in a HIGH SCHOOL! What happened was, they caused a FI-RE. With their FIREarms. What the hell were they thinking?! It was chaos because the police couldn't even stop them.. They got away and I'm sure they'll be back on Monday. Hopefully I don't get any more cuts, because at the moment there's two on my left arm and three on my right leg. They were bleeding like hell, and I just need to recover but they won't give me a chance, I know it already. I can't even do a THING after everything I tried today.

Maybe I should just try and stay away, but..

Too impatient for that! I want them to LEAVE!

All that aside.. I can't wait until I'm out of school, that's all I can say.

Signed,

~ Annabelle Withers

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