A squat notebook with a lemonade yellow cover that has the words Do Not Read written three times on the cover. Yes, my high school diary has been unearthed. Contain yourselves please. I simply ask that you all commend me for this brave soul baring act.
4/30/97
Tomorrow I go to Disneyland and Knotts Berry Farm. I’m excited. I saw Scream. The beginning was scary. I read a John Grisham novel, The Rainmaker, pretty good!
This will be the first and last time I share with you the insights of my mind at 15 because THERE WAS NOTHING THERE.
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at least you could read at fifteen...
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