August 28th
Dear Diary,
Life Sucks.
There I said it. And its true, life does suck. It sucks even more than I can put into words. But i’ll try.
Both girls sucked in a gasp. Why would Brooke say that? Did her life really suck that much? If so how could they have not noticed?
My life hasn’t been the best lately. But things really started getting bad this past week. At first it was just hurtful comments by people on the internet.
“You suck Brooke.” “She’s not a good dancer.” “Why is she even on the show when she can’t dance?”
Why should I care what they think? There just haters.
Thats what I tried to tell myself. But it hurt. Everything they said about me hurt. And I’m starting to believe the things they are saying. I realized they were right. I am a bad dancer.
“No Brooke, No! You’re one of the best dancers I’ve ever seen.” Paige whispered to the diary.
Abby thinks it too. She never actually told me too my face but I know thats what she thinks. I’m always on the bottom row of the pyramid and she always yells at me. She never yells at Maddie like this, so I must be a bad dancer.
Love
Brooke
Paige closed the diary. She just stared at the wall in front of her for a while. It felt like hours to Chloe, but then she finally spoke. “I...I didn’t know she thought that.” Tears were still running down her face.
“You couldn’t of, she never told you.” Chloe tried to comfort her.
“She’s my sister Chloe!” Paige yelled causing her to jump back in shock. “I should have known, I should have saw that she wasn’t happy, I should… I should…” She couldn’t finish she was crying too hard now.
Chloe took the diary from Paige’s shaking hands and opened it to the next entry. She started to read out loud...
