Dear Diary,
Today I wanted to hurt myself. Not because of my friends. I don't really know why. I dont miss my parents neither.
Today we made a new friend called Diana. She started to talk with me because she needed to talk with her mum. And she called her from my phone. She said she was going to move to California in 10th grade(next year).
She is shy like me. But beautiful and confident.
I wish I could be as pretty as her.
Arabella
[ DIANA ON THE SIDE. SHE IS PERFECT CAN WE JUST]
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