Dear Dumb Diary

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Dear dumb diary, Mama says I need to like my own color and not any other race.

I don't know why mama says that but I told her yes ma'am before going up the stairs.

He was in my room paler than my sheets. His lips were Ruby red and his eyes were very bright blue. .

"Hi little twit"

I didn't speak and put my backpack down on the floor. "You don't speak much do you twit?"

" Get out" I whispered

" What twit?"

" Get out! " I shouted

"What do you mean?"

"I SAID GET OUT" I threw a pillow at him and he didn't have time to duck.

"Fine ! Be that way twit"



Dear dumb diary, I never shouted at anyone before

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