Dear Diary,
Let me tell u how I got to my depressing stage. It all started when I was in first grade and had to move from New Jersey all the eay to Pennsylvania. I had no friends and better yet I didn't even know I thought Pennsylvania was a new street bit nooooo in was a whole new state. Great right no. So I make new friends and it turns out they are all older then me and people start thinking I am 15 but I was not so it kind of confused so people.
They said I was smart like on and had a reading level like on to but was not good at math so they just bumped me u to 2 grade.
So any way today is the summer of 8th grade meaning I am going into 8th grade. Any way off topic today is the first day of summer and so far not going so great. My twin brother ( I am older by 2 mins) khamani stole money from our sick and pergant mom and our step-dad and mom made khamani, *also my little bro* Dorien, *my older sister* mya and I to see who would confess to it. Then me and my sister went to barns and nobles. Then I went to Starbucks and got coffee. And after that that's when my life starting to make sense to me. I had to go to the doctors and I found out the reason that I am "fat" as they so kindly put it is because of my thyroid it in your neck and mine stoped working.
So I have to take 4 different medicines each day so I could start working again.
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Dear Diary,
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