Dear Diary: Tomorrow Is A New Day
Tomorrow is a new day at Summer High and I'm not ready. See me, I'm reallu quiet, shy, and a person that keeps to myself. Many people don't like that, but that's okay because I don't have any friends anyways. I went to go apply for SHS but when I went there, a lot of people were staring at me like I was insane and they just laughted. I really don't get it. Is it because of how I look. My mom even bullies me sometimes. Saying I'm fat and nothing. Just a whole in a condom. I wish I could take my whole life back. Replace it with a new mom, I would love to have a dad, and a new sister. My sister, Stephanie is a big brat. She makes fun of me because I'm fat. Sometime, I look in the mirror like "Why do I even try to go to school and look good. All I do is get bullied whether I look like scumbag or not. Anyways, I have to go to take a shower and get ready for bed now. Well I guess I write about some more stuff that happened at school tomorrow. Goodnight.
I close my diary and I look up and sigh seeing the mirror. I just look at myself. I hear a knock at my door and I hear my sister coming in. I look up to see her. She smiles and grins at me
"Hello there sister" Stephanie says bragging.
"Hi Stephanie" I say to her, rolling my eyes.
"So, tomorrow we go to the new school called Summer High huh" She says, biting into her apple
"Yes. You should know this smart one" I say rudely to her.
"Well honey, Don't get your panties in a bunch. I just wanted to know" She says to me in a baby voice.
"Don't act like you don't know. Now what did you really come into my room, interupt my writing time to tell me" I say to her, folding my arms across my chest.
"Just want to let you know that we're in the same grade. 11th grade. I don't want you ruining anything for me you little fat muppet. Now, I'm probably, most likely going to me the most popular person in the whole Summer High. I don't want you to get in the way pig" She snorts and pushes me.
I think to myself when she pushes me. Am I really a "Fat Muppet" or a "Fat Pig". I just wipe my tears that I had, trickling down my cheek. I get into the shower and prepare for bed. I brush my teeth and my hair. I put on my pajamas and get into bed, sighing deeply, but quietly. I can already tell, tomorrow is going to be the worst day of my life. I turn my light out thinking about what adventures tomorrow might bring with all this drama