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“Macie! Macie!”

“Get your ass out of bed! You’re gonna miss the bus!”

“Well maybe if I was still in middle school, I‘d get a ride” I sleepily replied to my screeching mother and younger brother.

I jumped out of bed. The clock read 7:44am. “Shit, I thought to myself, I really am gonna miss the bus.” 

“This morning is off to a fantastic start” I said as I trip over my pants while I’m in a rush. I hurried my way around the room, feeling like the Flash, but probably looking like a sloth. I grab an apple off the kitchen table and run out the door. I didn’t miss my bus, great. 

Dear Diary,        Jan/7/19

Today has been a shitty day. First I woke up, which was already a buzzkill, but to make it even better, I woke up late. It was 7:44am, and I had to leave at 8:00. I wasn’t late to school though, sadly. I ran straight into Beth. She tried to make my life a living hell again. This time I let her win; I didn’t have the energy to fight off her “slut” and “whore” comments. Since when was I a whore? I’ve only ever kissed one boy and that was in the second grade! God, I hate school! Write to you soon.

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Love is a silly thing, if you really think about it. Love can be the most painful feeling of all. It can be sticky and sneaky, or even cruel. A person can lie and cheat and you still feel affection. The person you love doesn’t have to love you back; that’s why it scares me. You can feel like you’re falling through the sky, your stomach filled with butterflies. You either get caught or just hit the ground, hard. You’re precious heart can shatter into a million little pieces, all while you’re still infatuated with this person. 

But what if you take that risk? You climb this personality mountain. Through all of the sharp edges and steep rocks; you still climb. As you reach the top you see all the beautiful sites this person holds. And you just can’t help, but fall. All the way to the bottom; because the way he or she makes you feel, well it’s all worth it. You notice the way your lips curve to a smile everytime you hear, see, and think about them. The risk of crashing or getting caught, it’s all worth it, just to see them smile or laugh. You will realize that love is a silly thing. It’s full of risks and accomplishments. It’s the feeling of finally feeling at home. All the colors of the world seem brighter; you feel your chest lighten and everything feels lovely. Love is love, even if you fall and crash, you want to get up and climb that mountain all over again.

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Are aliens real?

Are they little green men in suits?

Or do they feel like you and me?

Would they eat our fruits?

Or do they special meats?

They must have little aliens homes with little alien families.

Or do they live in domes all alone?

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Clouds floating around.

Something nice is in the air.

But, I feel so down.

The clouds floated close

And the sky became grey, dark.

If only I had known,

A day like this, could turn cold.

Covered with shadows like these.

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My jumpy mind has anxiety.

 She fears that everything matters. 

The people in the classroom all have it out for me, just to laugh at the stupid shit I write.

 But why? 

Why does she play tricks on me? 

Why does everything matter?

 Why must I turn my music down because I’m terrified someone will think I have bad music taste?

 I’m locked in a cage inside myself and I can’t steal the key back from my jumpy mind. 

Everyday is a new fear whether it’s rational or not. 

She is my worst half. 

My best worst friend.

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