Dear Diary,
I'm scared. Tomorrow is when I dance in the dance festival. IT'S TOMORROW! I don't know why I'm scared but one day dad said he accidentally saw a little bit of my year end dance. So that must be why I am scared. Bye.
Sarah
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Vulnerable
Non-FictionThis is the purest of evidence of a regular girl experiencing what life constantly throws at her. Here, you will read my personal diary entries from when I was a young nine year old girl to current day. I've been through a lot. The good, the bad, th...
