January 1st 2016
Hi. My name is Ireland. Ireland Winters. I'm 13 years old. Today is new years day. I have to go but I'll be back later.
Later...
I'm back. I had to do chores. It's time for lunch, but I'm not hungry. We are having beans. As usual. After lunch we are going to go to the park. Thomas, my little brother, wants to go. I want to stay home and watch videos on my phone.
Later...
We are back. Tommy scraped his knee. He was climbing a tree and fell. It was a small tree.
Later...
It's bed time. Good night!
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January 2nd 2016
I'm grounded from my phone for a week. Stupid Tommy was being stupid so I punched him. He got what was coming to him. Not my fault. At least I have my tablet to listen to music. Got to go.
Later...
I'm back. We are at a burger place and I got bored. Good thing I have my journal. I don't want to eat. Food is not the fuel I need.
Later...
I had to cut that off because my mom took you away from me. I'm gonna take a nap.
Later...
Good night!
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January 3rd 2016
We have to go to the store but I don't want to. Nobody understands me. They know Ireland, but not me. I'll tell more later.
Later...
We're back. I can't go on lying. I have a fear. A fear of being hated. It's like, I don't like going out in public because people might not like me. I don't want to be me. I want to be happy. This smile is only to make my friends and family happy. But it's not me. People know Ireland, the crazy, random, weird girl. They don't know me. I can't write anymore right now. I'm starting to cry.
Later...
It's just after dinner. It's getting harder to smile. The only thing keeping me alive is the internet. I feel like internet personalities are my friends. They get me. Got to go. Good night.
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The Journal Of Ireland Winters
General FictionThis is the journal of Ireland Winters. She is a character that I made up and I don't know what this is about. Just whatever I feel like putting down I guess...
