The next row, with only two seats is where I sit (directly behind Brandon, oh my!). My “row friend” is this quite nice girl, Holly. She’s really talkative and friendly, but the thing that best describes her is fat. I really feel for her, I really do! She can barely sit at the desk and her a$$ usually drops over either sides of her chair. But she’s nice!
I think that’s about all…oh! I almost forgot about him. He sits at the very end of the class, all alone on a row and very close to the trash can. He’s something like an emo/weird kid: Sebastien. Sebastien’s all alone and everyone pretends he doesn’t exist. I haven’t even heard his voice yet. I guess he really deserves to be called “the weird kid”, but I don’t know. I kind of feel sorry for him…it’s like he doesn’t have anyone in the world, like no one would ever care or even notice if he would suddenly disappear one day. And this makes me really sad.
Well, now I’m home and it’s almost twelve o’clock. Think I should go to bed soon. But first I have to pay the cemetery a visit. I’ve been talking to the graves lately, it creeps me out sometimes. It’s like I’m going crazy! But deep down inside I have a feeling that my family can hear me. I’ll go now, diary, I’m getting up early again tomorrow …
Love,
Shadee xx
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