Story About Friends Dailies Chat
Written on Sunday, October 11, 2009 @ 11:45 PM

"How dare you read my diary!" I thundered as I snatched my red something something something (I forgot how they described the diary).

I believe every girl has a diary. Well, most of them to be clear.

I get very sensitive when it comes to people touching my diary.

I liked a guy in my class. He's known as a sweetheart among the girls.
Everyday, my cliques would talk about him. How he looked, how he dressed and such.
It was obvious I liked him from the way I act everytime he comes around.
Coincidentally, there is another girl, Abigail, who liked him too.
By the way, his name is ___.

This is an extract of my composition.
Bye!




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