Torn - xoxohannahz

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Reads 60
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Parts 2
Time <5 mins

Dear diary,
    Today is September 15th my birthday. I think mom and dad are too caught up with their shit to remember. This morning I woke up, thinking there would be a cake but no. I walked out of my room and saw my mom and dad on their 10,000 dollar computers. I got dressed in the outfit I wear everyday, white polo, loose tie, plaid skirt, and my ugly knee high socks. Right now I'm eating breakfast. My butler Martha made it for me. I don't even know what it is. Hold on, let me get my bag. Okay, now I'm walking to the bus. SHIT WHAT DO THEY WANT! (to be continued)All Rights Reserved

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Dear diary,
    Today is September 15th my birthday. I think mom and dad are too caught up with their shit to remember. This morning I woke up, thinking there would be a cake but no. I walked out of my room and saw my mom and dad on their 10,000 dollar computers. I got dressed in the outfit I wear everyday, white polo, loose tie, plaid skirt, and my ugly knee high socks. Right now I'm eating breakfast. My butler Martha made it for me. I don't even know what it is. Hold on, let me get my bag. Okay, now I'm walking to the bus. SHIT WHAT DO THEY WANT! (to be continued)

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