6:25 pm
Dear Diary,
Bobbi and me had a fight. I think. She just stopped talking to me. I don't know why. Ugh! I'm not gonna let it ruin my weekend.
Not exactly in the mood.
Yours truly,
Bryn
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Diary of the One and Only Bryn Marnopolis
Teen Fiction"I'm lying on my bed, writing in the diary Mom gave me as a Seventh-Grade present. But I have never owned or even seen a diary before and I have absolutely no idea what to do. Nothing. Zip. An empty void inside my head." Fortunately for us, that is...
