Social Media Sinisters

Social Media Sinisters

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Facebook.....a place for social reasons.....a place for knowledge about others lives.....a place where long distant friends meet.....a place of memories.... But what if I told you that Facebook can be used for something more sinister...... it can be a place for stalkers..... a place for bullies.....a place where there is no space.....because everything is out and open for all...... Hi, I'm Kristina Gale and I go to Bording High, where everyone is a couple...except me. Whenever I'm in school, I sit on the floor and eat by myself. When I am on break, I sit on a bench and no one would sit next to me. People would pass me by and not even know I exist. When I go on the bus, I sit in the front, all alone, and the chairs around me would be empty. When I get home, no one will ask me "How's school, baby?" or "Did you make any friends?" I live my widowed mom and she is out for most of the time. Everyday goes by with nothing new to add in my life, until today.....
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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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