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"Miss Ziegler... we found something you might want to see." The woman officer holds out a crumpled piece of old paper. I take it.


11.15.17

Dear Diary,

Lately, I don't know what I've been doing wrong. Guys shun me away, my other friends have started leaving me out. The only one who's been treating me humanely is my closest friend, Maddie Ziegler.

I love you, Maddie, you're like the sister I never had.

If I die, Maddie gets everything. Not my mother, not my father. Maddie. My parents do not deserve anything after physically and verbally abusing me. See my bruises? They're not from hitting my side on a table or roughhousing with my cousins. My cousins are gone. No one even bothered to care though. Except Maddie. Which is why she deserves the world. I can't give her the entire thing, so I'll give her mine. Maddie gets all of my stuff when I die. And that's official. This is basically my will.

So, besides my will, I might be getting signs from Josh that he likes me. He keeps glancing in my direction and smiling, but I never know whether that's a friendly smile or a 'I want to get closer' smile. I always smile back, but almost instantly shy away and blush. I just... wish I was pretty enough to have guys lined up at my feet like Maddie or Kendall or Nia. I can tell Josh has a liking for Kendall, though he claims he doesn't like anyone. He has so many girl friends, like Kendall, Nia, Brynn, and even Mackenzie, Maddie's little sister. He does have his share of guy friends, which I always see him out with, but he's a flirt towards ALL of his girl friends.

Well, I'm crying now, knowing that he may never like me. I know, it's supposedly stupid to cry over a guy, but a lot of the girl population does. Because we can't control it. We can't control our emotions or our tears. Some of us spend all of our school day trying to mask our tears or to hold them in and some of us give up. We CAN'T hold them in, so we asked to excused from class because we 'didn't feel good' or we're 'on our periods' but really, some of us just need an excuse to be alone and let go of our bottled up tears.

Now, I need to be alone so I can let out my emotions. Goodbye for now.

-Lani


I held back my own tears as I slowly put down the paper, quivering slightly. I bit my lip softly, trying to mask any sobs. Her entry applied to me too, but I didn't get a chance to tell Lani.

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