Hi, I'm Olivia, I'm 14 years old and hum... nothing much.
Mum gave me this stupid diary to like write my days and stuff, but it's super boring...
Ugh! My lil sis has put all her f*&$@ing hands in my stuff.
-Macarena!!! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!!!
I saw her by my door with an innocent face in his, well, face.
-WHO DID THIS?!
-Uhm... not me... she lied
-YEAH SURE AND IM DONALD TRUMP!!! TELL THE TRUTH BRAT!!!
She closed her eyes and looked at the ground.
-Sorry... I did it... she said
-OF COURSE YA DID!!! IM GONNA TELL MOM!!!
-No please! she cried. I don't wanna!!!
-I don't care!!! Mom!!
Ok, I have to admit that in this part of the story I was looking like the villain... BUT I AM NOT THE VILLAIN OK???!!!
IM AM NOT THE F*&$+'# VILLAIN!!!
Okno
Sorry
I put my self a lil aggressive
But hey!
That's me!
Sorry!
But that's me!
Welp, my mom came to my room (where all the scene was happening), and she said:
-What happened?
-Macarena just destroyed my haul room!!!
^
(I don't know how to write it ok?!)
-Macarena! I already said to you a million times that you don't touch Olivia's stuff!
-I know mom! And I'm sorry! But Olivia started slapping me in tha face! She lied
-WHAT?! I replained SORRY?! NOT TRUE!!!
-Olivia, to your room!!!
-But I AM in my room...
-Well... STAY HERE!!! Said my mom GROUNDED!!!
-haha! Macarena spitted out
AND YOU TOO YOUNG LADY!!! Said my mom to Macarena
I was like, haha to YOUR FACE!!! But na, I am not SO meanie
