Thursday. 8:30 pm
My first day of twelfth grade sucked. My best friend is in the next class. It bloody sucked to have no known person in this class. And I sat in the first bench. Absolutely horrible.
I came home with tears in my eyes. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed till I fell asleep in my mother's lap. And my parents were so supportive and consoled me. They told me that we should always look forward for the next day and hope for a new day. So.....I'm actually looking forward for a new day tomorrow.
I wrote in my dairy and closed it.
Well, a new day was all I could hope for, before going to bed.
Hopefully I'll find a new friend....I thought, before allowing my eyelids to close and the darkness engulf me.
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