Lizzy's "journal"
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Last published Fri, Jan 23, 2015
1-22-15 To everyone reading this, my name is lizzy and I am 11 years old. You may think I'm too young to be gossiping but I mean really people at my school need to learn style.
You know I could be curling my hair or
buying bows at the mall, but I have better things to do. Right now I'm obviously writing in my journal.. No it's not a DIARY! Why would you think that?
This morning walking down stairs i missed a step and almost fell, good thing I'm in softball I can grip anything like its a ball.
Anyways I gotta go to school, see you then!
***
"Class please get out your writing notebook"
I walked into class not knowing who anyone was and knowing me I shouted in a "polite" voice
"Excuse me? I'm new here and I don't exactly know where to go.."
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