Dear Diary,

School started today

And that’s not okay.

So much homework,

New friends to make,

I can’t even begin to contemplate.

Gossip and drama has already picked up the pace

Today I learned that running the pacer is like running a race

For a second I couldn’t breathe

I felt like I was drowning

In all of the weird looks people give me

I feel like an outcast

Cast away into the shadows of our middle school

No one understands

I’m alone

And I’m okay with that

Just throw up a peace sign

And smile

Apply your mask of makeup

And start the day

As clean and fresh as I was yesterday

By Mia Braico