Dear Diary...

I like books, there words dig into me, I feel them. Words. Words are confusing no-one understands them, so I decided to write down my story. Love? What does love really mean? Heres how my story starts......

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1. What does love mean?

Words. I love them to feel them drifting off my mouth...

School, the bell rings and I am flung around by a bunch of eager kids racing into lessons. Words. Pig, dog, love.. I pause as the word love enters my brain. What does it mean? I push to my classroom were a take a seat at the back of the row. A group of girls giggled at me because my nose was buried into a book. I. don't. care. Words. A tall, lanky boy saunters into the room, all of the girls mouths fell open. Who cares about boys? Not. Me. Words. Love...love....love I am so confused...

A teacher walks in and takes a seat at her desk, I carry on reading will she talks about something, I can't hear. I am reading. Beautiful words spread across the page makes me want to shrink down and crawl around them. 

"Callie!" Mrs Glace bellowed, I sat up, what was the question why was everyone staring at me. My Words faltered, the tall boy spoke up and said the answer I threw him a grateful look wondering how his words were so wonderful. All the girls tossed their heads away. I carried on with my book a smile across my face. Love....

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