Dear diary,
I'm sitting on the benches that belong to the huge building called school once again.
No one has noticed me yet and I hope that it won't ever happen.
I tried to hide from Justin and his aggressive girlfriend Sarah, who definetively tried to spot me, sucessfully.
My new P.E teacher told me that I'm abnormal unstable and wants to get me a 'condition trainer'.
I said that I'm sick and I think he believed it.
My lunch was disgusting; 'Brussels sprouts with cooked pullets' - but I don't eat anyway.
Oh, and my teacher announced that we will get a new class member.
A boy from Australia, Sydney.
I just hope that he's nice and not like the rest of the class.
I have to go now the break is over, we have French now, I don't have a jacket on and the cold wind makes my scars feel as if they are on fire and I also run out of lines.
your Calum x
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I'm writing a story, oh my gawsh
I'm writing cake, oh my gawsh x2
every update once in a week k?
oh and a big thank you to @c4lh3mm0 for making this cover
your Cat
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10 sentences | cake
FanfictionCalum only has space for 10 sentences each page of his diary. And that space he uses for writing about the blonde beauty. by wrvcked
