Dear Diary,
There is a new kid in school today, he is a sophomore and his name is Clyde. When he walked into lunch he had a black eye and a scrape in his arm. He said it was bullies, which I personally know can give quite the beating, but they don't do that much damage due to the risk of suspension. He had emerald green eyes, and messy light brown hair. What happened to his face wasn't bullies as far as I know, I haven't really talked to him though. I have been procrastinating talking to anyone since I found out that no one can be trusted. Everyday after school I have to go behind the goal post at the football field and get beaten by bullies. And of course when I get home Conan yells at me and just hurts me more. Well enough sadness for today.
Goodbye,
Luce
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Teen FictionLuce is a 14 year old girl dying for a purpose in life by living through a Diary and avoiding her older, less sober brother Conan. Devastation is slowly suffocating her as she is nearing poverty, her father is overseas fighting a war, and her mother...
