Dear thoughts book.

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Hey thoughts book,
wow.
This is different.
I've never wrote my feelings before, or talked to a book. I feel weird. But like, a safe weird?
You get me?
Like, I can literally say whatever I want and no one will see or read my book.
They'll look at it and maybe wonder, why does she keep that book under her pillow all the time.
Anyways
My names Charlotte, I'm 16 and I go to high school. That's all I'm gonna say about myself. I don't feel comfortable sharing too much with you yet.
Just kidding, your a book for heavens sake what are you gonna do, erase the words?
Ha!
I'll now start recording my thoughts.
I'm thinking of doing this weekly for the next six months? Hopefully it'll help. My parents are no use...

Dear T.B.
Monday 1st of May 2018       
7:22pm.

Why's my father an idiot sometimes?
I go to say something and he shuts me down straight away. I don't think he realises that every time he argues back, I feel stupid and dumb for saying something in the first place. Far out man!
Is it really necessary for that???
It just really gets on my nerves.
AND on top of that, he says my opinion doesn't matter and oh, can't forget this line "why would I ever listen to you? You're just a teenager."
SHUT UP DUDE!!!
Well if that's the case, then you're just a chubby old man who's the tubbiest out of all your friends mate, no hiding that!
You're just salty that I actually have a kind heart and you have old-school, old man syndrome. No escaping THAT!!
Pal-not-pal.
And you can't even surf good anymore. I'm the one who surfs great now. I'm the one who's come 1st in three junior teen surf competitions. Not you, ME!

That's all I have for today T.B.
Talk later.

-Char