Dear Diary,
I went to school anyway. I kept my head down all day and everywhere I went.
And I still saw the popular boy. We looked at each other for a brief moment before I scurried off to class.
He didn't bother me that day at all, although I could feel him staring at me when I'm not watching. And I squirmed every time I felt his eyes burning holes at my head.
Sincerely, broken girl
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Sincerely, Broken Girl
Short StoryDear Diary, The popular boy beat me up again. He and his friends. I deserved it. For being fat and ugly. And It's true. Everyone says that, including my alcoholic father. All I want, is to have one peaceful day to myself where no one will be able...
