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Entry One - Morotia M. Black
Day one of my new school, John Quincy Adams High. Dad found a new job as a teacher there and, if I must be honest with you, diary, I am not thrilled. It isn't because I "left a ton of friends behind" at my old school because there weren't any to leave, it's the fact that I'll be labeled the new girl and everyone will want to drag me into whatever clique they're in and brainwash me to become one of them. Or I'll be the goth girl nobody notices. I hope its the second of the two. I rather be ignored than tricked into being what I'm not.All Rights Reserved

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