Too Straight

Diary | Age 12 | Tacoma

Dear Diary,

Today, I have to admit, was fun. Even school.

In school: poor Andrea lost her glove and I felt jealous of Andrea for having so much fun with Tricia, Tammie was a pain (I wish I felt different about her).

I enjoyed sitting by Joyce today (usually she talks to much).

Tricia and I wrote dirty notes to each other amazing Veronica who thought I was too straight and once again I sweared [sic] under my breath about 7 times (I know I'm just a kid, but it sounds grownup, Ok, ok, I'll stop!!).

And I just heard a distant, unfamiliar voice say something like: "Uuray", maybe its a ghoast [sic]. I don't know.

Well, good night.

Oh, and: "Good night, good night, dearest Anne. May we meet in our dreams" (said while gazing in to 'Arctic Fox' in ball (a different approch?).

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