The Freedom Journal

This is my journal/diary entry for the diary contest. Some things may be sad, but most of it will be happy. I might even put a few secrets in this. Read to find out. I hope you enjoy


1. September 3, 2015

      Dear Freedom Journal, 

I have so many things to say. I always will. I don't know why though. It might be because I don't speak of what's on my mind a lot, but I guess that's why you're here. 

  Let's see. What happened today? Well, today in English we discussed the book Animal Farm by George Orwell. George Orwell is his pseudonym. His real name is Eric High Blair, but that's not what this is about. Anyways, that class is one of the highlights of my day. All my other classes were pretty bad for example: in Spanish, I failed a test, in math, I just felt dumb, in science, I got an eighty on my homework and a fifty on a quiz, in government, I just felt trapped, and finally, music, where I don't really know music theory. I've never felt like that in my classes. I don't know why I'm feeling like that now. Sometimes at my old school, I did feel trapped—practically everyday—and dumb but never like this. I don't know if I'm just not smart enough for my new school or if I'm actually a complete and total moron. It's stressing me out. I honestly don't know what to do. Maybe I should just do what I always do, run. Maybe I should just run again. Take off and leave. I might not leave physically but emotionally. I've done it before, and I'll do it again. I don't know why I do that. I just want to not feel so worthless. Does that make me a wuss or a selfish person? I hope it doesn't.

   That's really all that happened today. Well, that and another thing, but I don't want to talk about it. Maybe tomorrow, okay? Well, I'm going to go now. Thanks! I'll see you tomorrow, Freedom Journal

                               Yours forever,



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