August 27, 1934 Dear Diary, Today was my first day of High School. And it was honestly the worst. I had made it through the first half of the day without issue. Then it was passing period between 4th and 5th hour. I was grabbing my notebook from my locker when I heard a loud whistle from behind me. I turned and saw a guy. He looked like he was a Junior, like Steve. "Hey doll," he said. I rolled my eyes. I didn't know him, so in this situation, "doll" was considered a slur. Ignoring him, I turned back to my locker and closed it. Just as I was about to walk away, he grabbed my shoulder and pushed me against the lockers. "I was talkin' to you." People walking by were looking. It was obvious they knew what was happening. But they ignored it and kept walking. I felt more helpless than I had ever felt before. "Come on, just gimme a little *mwah*, doll," he said, leaning in. (Who do you think saved me???)
My diary will eventually be posted on w-pad! Once I'm done rewriting it on the computer! My username is the same as on here lol. {UPDATE} W-pad is not working on my computer anymore for some unknown reason so I won't even be able to access it until
