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Dear Diary

Dear Diary

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Hi my name is Skylar Elizabeth Mustoe. I am 14 years old with brown hair that looks like mud. I have blue eyes like the summertime sky, 5'0', Freshman at School of Snobby Rich kids aka Parkersville Catholic High School. I'm one of those girls that are not popular, but just enough to have 2-5 real friends. I never written a diary before and I need something to write my feelings in. This stuff in here for a reason, to get the story straight. This is MY STORY. So here it goes...
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"You disappoint me... What do you even see in him?" "Aren't you tired of this already?! If you want to pick a fight, fight me, not him. Got it??" What he did enraged me so much that I threw my hardest punch at his face, forcing his head to snap to the side. "If you ever touch him again--" before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my arm and slammed me against the wall. "If I touch him again, what?!" he shouted, his face inches from mine, as I trembled with rage. "Got a big crush on the kid, huh?!" he exploded, and I could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on us. ~~ Have you ever wondered how different your life would be if you changed just the smallest of your actions? Because that's what I do. I wonder how my life would be now if I hadn't made that tiny mistake in the schoolyard. Everything started then. When I met you, twelve years ago...

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