Dear Diary,
It’s been six whole months now since we moved to our new house and my new school, six whole months and still nobody wants to talk to me. I have no friends at all at school, there’s only one person in the entire place who actually talks to me and that is my teacher, Mr. Fry. My parents are always on my back asking me why I never want to go out on the weekends and have fun with my friends, I don’t have the guts to tell them that I really don’t have any. All the kids in my class are friends in school and out of school to they all play sport together and go to the movies together, it’s only a small group of people but it feels like the whole world is against me. I can’t take it anymore, all I ever do in class is sit in the back row in the corner by myself and take notice of what everyone else is doing or saying. The closest person that sits near me is whoever doesn’t fit on the table next to where I am and even then they turn their chair to the edge of that table and face their back to me. I never did anything wrong to these people yet none of them have said one word to me since I started. I remember my first day when Mr. Fry introduced me to the class; they didn’t even turn from what they were talking about in their big group in the middle of class.
Dear Diary,
It has been two weeks since my last entry and since then I have had my 15th birthday. I was really excited for it until I realized I have nobody to celebrate it with besides my family. Mum and Dad asked me why I hadn’t invited anyone to the family get together, and I just told them that I had but they were busy, I didn’t even think about asking anyone … they probably wouldn’t have responded to what I was saying anyway. Over the last couple of days something has changed, Mr. Fry has suddenly become really nice to me, and yes he was always nice but the last few days he’s been even nicer. He gave me an A on my math’s test, when I didn’t even answer half the questions. He’s been letting me leave...