Dear diary ...
My friend said to write my thoughts down it might help with my anxiety...
Well I chose like a idiot to so here's a little something about me .
I'm eight currently I love cats and I love green .
My brother is a huge butt head , yesterday he broke my doll , so I put soap in his water ....he wasn't very happy .
I have to go momma is calling bye bye !!
(This is the dairy of a girl growing up)
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Unknown diary
PoetryA dairy that is full of chapters , explore the pages and find out what happened to this poor soul.... *warning , physical harm , suicidal thought , ect*
