5/12`/11I'm Dawn. I just recently moved to California from New York. Lots of stuff is different. My friends are gone,my relatives,everything.
My mom gave me this journal to "jot down my feelings". As if.
5/13/11
Started school today. It was a bad friday the 13th. When I went up to introduce myself *Teachers -_-* a spitball came flying towards me and hit my eye. GROSS! The person who threw it was a creep. I was humiliated! After that I just sat down. The person next to me said hi. I looked up and WOAH. She was wearing pink and red tones everywhere. Even her hair was a reddish colour! "Don't worry about the spitball. Fred throws them at ALL the newcomers". I looked at "Fred". He gave me a sheepish wave. I rolled my eyes and turned back to the girl. "I'm Rose". She said. I'm Dawn.
And that's the beginning of the end of my 8th grade life.
By @XxDawnxX
5/12`/11I'm Dawn. I just recently moved to California from New York. Lots of stuff is different. My friends are gone,my relatives,everything.
