March 15 | Tacoma | Age 12
Dear Diary,
School was good today. It was only a half day (thank goodness!) and we had a firedrill [sic]. In the like outside Kenton was behind me. While I was talking to Tricia I suddenly felt something on my shoulder. It was him telling me to go. He also poked me with his pencil and called me "Mrs. H-"
But he's all over Veronica and Missy. Poor T. came on alittle too strong, I think she makes him nervais [sic].
Well, I grew about a foot today. 'Bout ran Q's B-day party (which was great) and tonight had a chance to read [?] to him. When his foot hurt, I talked him to sleep.
To Q., my austronaut [sic].
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There's a girl at my school named Marie. She really reminds me of you. Spose she's one of your type.
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