2:14 pm
November 6, 2016
Dear Diary,
I really don't know what happened last night. I feel filthy. My best friend... Me... I just really don't know what the hell went on. I tried asking her dies she remember what happened but she said she didn't. I don't believe her. I know that she knows, that I know that SHE knows I know! Because, she knows that she knows....Dammit
-Closes Book-
Mom: Morning sweetie. You want some breakfast? What's that?
Me: -pushes my diary under my pillow- Uhh, sure.... And what's what?
Mom: That book... And if your not gonna tell get ya ass up and eat an apple! JESUS DIDNT GIVE YOU ARMS AND LEGS FOR NOTHING! (Leaving the room walking down the stairs)
Me: Well, fuck you too then -whisper-
I got up was too upset... I grabbed my towel and headed to the shower.
-20 mins later-
I got out the shower and dried off. I went to my room and put my under clothes up and then put a big baggy shirt on and some sweat pants. I put on my slippers and grabbed my phone and I went down stairs to watch SpongeBob.
Janness POV
I know that she know that I know, what she knows I know. Maaaannn
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