This is a story I made up, it randomly popped in my head one night. I'm going to continue this story every week :) here it is:
Do you ever feel as if you’re different from everyone around you? As if every day is a complete lie and pretending to be someone else is your real reality? Well that's how my life is; I'm Jenny, a fifteen year old freshman at St. Columbia High School. When people look at me I seem like a typical teenager, name brand clothes, good sense in music, popular friends. You'd think I had it all, as if I wouldn’t have anything keeping me back from being happy; if you thought this you'd be sadly mistaken. Everyday I pretend to care about all the gossip, who’s dating who, what the in fashion is, or even the latest scandal. The truth is I couldn’t care less; I'd rather sit home and read a good book or do something that actually makes a difference in this messed up world like helping charity. While everyone around me is materialistic liking one thing until the next new thing comes and change to fit the popular groups, I think about how I’m going to make my mark in the world, I actually think about the future as I pose to be someone I’m not. I know it seems fake and wrong to do so, but as every other "typical" teenager; I'd rather pretend to fit in then be the odd one out. Nobody understands me, not even me. Welcome to my life. There is only one person, well thing; I can tell everything and anything to, my real personal and an internal feeling, that one thing is you, my diary.
Dear diary,
Today is January 7th; we go back to school tomorrow from Christmas break. Unlike everyone else I'm thrilled. I can't wait to get back to my English class to do my big writing assignment that is due at the end of the year; it's a project that’s worth a lot of our grade. I'm going to write about my personal life and my real thoughts. To do so I'm keeping track of events that occurs in my life and my deep personal thoughts in this diary.
During my Christmas break my friends bragged about having new cellphones, electronics, and one received a car at fifteen! Some of them were ungrateful enough to complain about not getting enough or not getting everything they wanted. All I asked for was a book by my favourite author. Sometimes I feel as if I’m trapped in a world that sees things immensely different than my point of view, I'm not saying everyone does, but I don’t really know anyone that understands me, the real me.
Dear diary,
Today is January 18th. I went with my friends to the mall, they all wanted to pick out semi-formal dresses, I said I didn't want to go to the semi-formal and they all reacted as if I just got diagnosed with some sort of awful disease. After their judgmental reaction I tried to play it off as a joke, as if I didn’t really mean it even though I clearly did. They over looked it and laughed it off but they still treated me different during the rest of the shopping trip, they also decided to make smug and rude remarks to make fun of my lack of interest in the dance. After the dress search we decided to head back to my house where we planned to watch movies and do each others nails. We watched a few movies and then it started getting late so I asked them if thought we should go to bed, they didn’t want to hear that and cranked the music, today it felt as if they were against everything I said and did.
Well that's all I have of it so far :) Stay tuned for next week :)
