Middle School Blues

I found my Hello Kitty diary. I think I bought it when I went with my parents to Puerto Rico on their 25th anniversary trip. I even remember the name of the mall where I bought it: Plaza Las Americas. Anyway, names have been changed to protect the guilty. Wait--fuck that.

January 13, 1980

Dear Diary,
Cary Bellis hit me in the head again, in block. I don't know how much longer I can go on. I thought Northwood was going to be new and exciting but it isn't.

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