Everyday I look at me in the mirror, everyday I think I could be someone else, different, I could be popular , fin, gay...Have a total different LIFE, so much better or worse. But who cares ? Nobody knows me, the inside me. You don't know either don't you. You are reading my journal wich normaly is secret, but you need answer or just you're a stranger, someone who just arrived in here, to my house or whatever where or who you are ! When I'm writting at this moment I'm in 11 th grade. But who knows the future will be plenty of surprises. Now I have few friends, I like them even if you can't trust everyone even your own family. Everybody judging you, everyday , they look at your clothes , ask where do you bought it or just do a weird face saying << That's not nice on you !>> or << Woaw you change your clothes you're weird, it's not even fit you ! >> or just something like that.... They don't know how you really are. They Only talk about school stuff like if you did you're homework, if you can pass to them because he or she didn't have the time yesterday because of basketball or dance. We don't ask if someone is in trouble because nobody will help you. They just ask you if you're OKAY ? We all have our secrets, all have one family, our house, our "home". These are these silly questions that all people ask when you're in high school. Are you good in math ? Do you play basketball ? Have you watch the game last night (ending at midnight!) Did you had A nightmare ? These are for me silly questions. We're all hidden behind our smile. We don't know if someone feel sick about people looking at him because of his big ass. You can't know really someone, I know I said it again but sometimes you need to read it couple of Times to really understand ! If you're in spanish lesson, you don't know her or him. We are all equal. But there still some people under a bridge who wants to live like everyone else but they keep believing so they don't kill them selves. Why someone who's PLAYING behind a ball win 3 millions dollars per month while it is FAKE. Why someone who's working all day long get only 1 500 ( the lucky one) dollars ? Why the society is like that ? Why the planet is getting worse day after day ? Why somme animals are in extinction ? Why it's going to be hoter this three next years or even century ? That'S all the question I'M thinking everyday about the human existence and the repercussuion about everything. It's me Kara slandi, the crazy girl of the high school. Instead of watshing netflix i'm writing this journal who talks about shadow people with their unconsciousness and their fake live.
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Life is note a simple rainbow
RandomThe journal of Kara slandi is not in her hand anymore. .The boy next door will know understand why and how she died. He will think of the world differently.
