The REAL Diary of a Highschooler: SUMMER 2012

The REAL Diary of a Highschooler: SUMMER 2012

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WpMetadataReadTamamlanmış Hikaye Pzt, Ağu 20, 201212m
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I have just gotten through my first year of high school. Do I find that this summer will be different from lasts? Probably. Do I think that what has occured this year will occur again? Most likely. Do I still find myself lost? Yes. I know that I will change over these couple months. Wish I knew if it will be good or bad, I'm hoping good but it will end up in disaster somehow. These updates and posts come straight from that day, that real day not my imagination. This is my escape, where I pour out my thoughts, soul, and feelings towards. It's my paradise. My true home. . . (If you have not read The REAL Diary of a Highschooler: Freshmen Year 2011-12, then you might not have a complete understanding of me. And this is real. 100% of my true life. have changed names and places, Also the third sequal The REAL Diary of a Highschooler: Sophmore Year 2012-13))
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This is going to be weird. At first at least. I haven't talked to you in over a year, but the teacher said we should use this diary to express our emotions and the only one I could ever be one hundred percent honest with is you. Those letters to you are worth 25% of my final grade so I must find some interesting things to talk to you about. It's going to be good for me too. It'll help me move on. Help me live my life again. I just hope that it will get easier because for now, just imagining talking to you every week brings it all back, all those feelings. I still hope that, one day, you will read those letters for real. That they won't just be a way to keep you in my mind. I'm not stupid, I know that you will never read them but imagining that you will helps me write what I really want to say. So this is for you, I hope you will enjoy. With all my love, Emily

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