Dear Diary,

I’m tired of everything. Can anything get worse? Out of all the other times, why now? Let me start off from where it began. So it was recess time, and there I was outside, enjoying the good tuna sandwich mother made me, sitting at the bench under the tree enjoying the cool breeze. Then all of a sudden, there comes Karla and her group of friends.

“Um, why you in my spot?” said Karla.

“Who me?”

“Duh, who else is in my spot? Get up and move.”

In case you guys didn’t know already, Karla is a popular girl. We use to be best friends since kindergarten. Then 4th grade came and that’s when everything changed. She started hanging out with a group of people and they really changed her. We rarely hung out afterwards and I didn’t really like her friends so we distanced ourselves. Now here we are in 5th grade and ever since it started, they’ve been picking on me. All the time, they’d look at me and just laugh. Why? I don’t know why. There was once where I went to the bathroom and they were all there and they locked me in a bathroom stall.

Can you believe that? Being locked in a bathroom for hours without hope of getting help. I’ve screamed for hours and all I heard was the laughter of the girls. I’ve been through many more worse things with them. And, to be honest, I’m tired of it all. Out of all, why me? I ask myself all the time, why me? What have I done to get all of this? All of that just came to me, it got me full of anger when all of a sudden I screamed and said.

“LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONEE! MY MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD ME NOT TO SAY ANYTHING RUDE BUT GUESS WHAT?  SHE’S NOT HERE RIGHT NOW AND YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU’RE STUPID, ANNOYING, TWO- FACED, AND YOU LOOK LIKE A TROLL. AND ME? I’M SMART AND I’M BEAUTIFUL.”

Karla then ran crying. Oh no what have I’ve done! I didn’t mean to say what i said. She was picking on me and I had to confront her. I’ve cried way more for way worse things than she’s been through. She cannot cry over one insult. That’s childish.

“Samantha, what have you done?” asked Mrs. Pricks.

“Nothing” I said.

“Go to the principal's office. NOW!” said Mrs. Pricks.

I made my way to the principal, mad and worried. There, I saw my mother, Mr. Ross (the principal) and Karla.

“Samantha. I have you and your mother here because of what you said to Karla wasn't school appropriate so for that your suspended for 3 days.” said Mrs. Pricks.

“That’s not fair you were'nt there when she said and did things to me.” I replied.

“Samantha It’s alright Honey come on let's go and enjoy the 3 days you have off.”said Mom.

I tell my mom everything so she knew what was going on. My mom Sarah she’s the best but I didn’t get why she let it go so easy with Mrs. Pricks, whatever.

First day of being suspended I woke up showered, brushed my teeth got dressed, and then went to go see my mom but I forget she had work till 3 so I will just go on the internet.

“Ouu I have a new follower, accept.”

“ DING! Someone wants to chat with you.”

As I wondered who It was I seen the picture and Its a boy named Ryan with blonde hair and blue eyes like me. How did I know his name just by looking at it? His username is “Ryanfromot”.

“Hey I’m new to the Beverly Hills area and just following all kids that have their location here, wanna be friends?” said Ryan.

I looked through his pictures and he didn't look familiar nor he didn't look like any of the kids from our school so he is new! Not any of Karla little friends trying to get me again.

I replied “ Hey sure I’m Samantha go to Beverly Vista School, what school you go to?”

No reply.

Later that day I came back from shopping with my mom I checked my phone. I had one notifications and it was all from Ryan.