Dear Diary (Scandalous Version) *ENTRY FOR DEAR DIARY CONTEST*

Welcome to my diary full of SCANDALOUS happenings were I get to the bottom of who really are my friends

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2. Day 2

7-1-2004

Dear Diary,

I awoke to the screaming of my alarm clock it reads 7:30am oh no I thought to myself I'm going to be late on my first day of school!!!! I quickly pulled myself out of bed, brushed my teeth, tried to get my hair into some manageable state and got my uniform on it was really tight and stuffy I felt like I was gonna faint. I started my way to school and it was bitter cold but the excitement of seeing my new classmates and teachers warmed me up. I get through the doors with just enough time to get my coat off it was really scary the school was MASSIVE it had two stories and was laid out like a square but I got used to it after a while nothing much exciting happened we were instructed to back our books with a covering and got our student planners.

*NOTE: This is based of a secondary school, college format*

I walked home with some friends I made Jonathan, KiKi and Jeremy we had a lot in common we all liked NETFLIX and chill days and liked playing Halo and Call of Duty.

Jonathan was like my twin we liked to play Grand Theft Auto together and we liked Pretty Little liars as well as The Walking Dead. He was like my brother from another mother.

Kiki I knew from primary school (Middle School) me and her had a lot of inside jokes and we had a lot of fun she was so pretty I think I might had a crush on her but it grew away as we found that we are better friends than more than friends.

Jeremy I didn't really connect that well with him. He kept to himself but he like the rest of us got by. He liked different things from what we liked such as WWE, FIFA, and BOXING but he eventually made his own friends.

This is the end of Day 2 of my diary please comment who you relate to most and what I could improve on 😀

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