OKAY HERE IS THE OTHER ONE
Liar (SORRY, I FORGOT T PUT IT HEH)
Dear diary, I’m not usually the type of person to write to you. But this is a special occasion.
Today is the day. The first day that I decide to stop staying at home and hang out with one of my classmates.She told me that she’ll meet me at 4 p.m. at the skate park, but she didn’t appear. I am quite nervous to be honest, what shall I say? How do I start a conversation? Aghhhh I have so many thoughts.
Wait, everyone is leaving.Should I? I sent her a message.
Okay, so I also left and went to the café shop near it. I just received a message!! SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE’S THERE.
I’m at the skate park (again) she isn’t here. What?! OHMYGOD, nooo, I’m scared.
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OKAY, SO I LEFT THE SKATE PARK.
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My body hurts. I’m at home… I got stabbed.
By my classmate.
Am I going to die? My hand hurts.
Oh, if only. If only she wouldn’t have lied—