Dearest Diary,

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 Hello, I am Carolina Evans, a 12-year-old genius who clearly surpasses your feeble intellect. My birthday falls on August 24th, 2011, making me a proud Virgo. I have a knack for reading people like an open book, although I must admit, I am not the most pleasant individual. Love? Ha! I prefer to hate. I am quite the despicable character, if I do say so myself.

I have a tendency not to trust anyone, thanks to a certain little traitor who betrayed my confidence. She, the supposed angel, turned out to be a devil in disguise. Oh, the irony! I foolishly believed we could be friends, confidantes even. But alas, she proved me wrong. Angel and Satan cannot coexist, it seems.

I may see myself as the devil, but she is the epitome of innocence. It pains me to show vulnerability, especially to someone so brainwashed by false beliefs. Will she ever see the truth? Or will she continue to live in her perfect little bubble, oblivious to the harsh realities of life? Only time will tell.

Yours sarcastically,
Carolina Evans

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