Dear Diary (( 5:15 PM. Mom's not home yet, stranglely enough. ))
Since Mom isn't home yet, I've fled to the backyard where, surprisingly, internet still works.
I'm scared. I'm scared that as much as I fight and argue, my parents won't budge.
Still on guard and ready to give you the 411,
-That Girl.
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