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Dear Anybody Who Reads This, October 22, 2017
OMG! It's 1:53 A.M. on Sunday, Oct. 22, 2017, and I'm having issues. I just feel down and blue. I just cried when I thought of Zach, but I don't know why! I swear I'm going crazy over him. On Friday, he was pretty down n the dumps and when I ask him what's wrong, he always pushes me away. So, to try to get to the base of the problems and because I was wondering, I asked, "This might be a weird question, and awkward, but when was the last time you got laid?", then he said, "A couple months, what about you? Why do you want to know, trying to hook up with me?". Of course, the dummy that I am saying, "No, I was just wondering", then stupid Christian cut me off and started to talk to Zach. After that, I didn't have time to explain. I really wanted to, but it just wasn't the right time after that. I just feel so stressed that he might think the wrong thing of me and think of me as a slut or a whore, but then again, he previously told me that he doesn't remember any of the conversations we have after 5 minutes. I just need Shiana, she would be a great help right now. I hope she does her chores though because I really need her tomorrow. I am also outrageously stressed because of my grades at high school. They are like somebody's worst dream. I raised most of them to be a passing grade, but it's just so hard in high school. The other day on Thursday, I was walking to the library and I was wearing a dress, when a black guy went behind me and then started walking with me and said, "Damn girl, you look sexy, what's your name?", then I said, "I'm going to pretend I never heard that and continued walking. I hope he doesn't bother me anymore. Well, what that guy said also got me thinking, "Does anybody really care about my personality, instead of my body?" It just pissed me off so much. If I could express my pain and stress on a paper, it would be covered front and back. I wish I could just tell my mom everything, and she would understand, but she doesn't because whatever I tell her, I don't want her telling her friend's such as Millie, but that's impossible for my mom. When do you think this craziness will end? Help me!!
Love,
Rebecca