Dear Journal,
I’m tired, just so tired. I’m drained. I don’t have any energy. Today is the first day of school, I’m going to the sixth grade. I’m not prepared for this. Things are going to be so different. It’s middle school.
My cousins are excited, just jumping for joy. They have friends to talk to, and hang with.
Well, let me get ready. We will see how the day goes.
Your Very Un-Excited Best Friend,
Valerie
P.S. I have a feeling that me and Soul will be seeing a lot of each other soon.
