Dear Journal,
Even though the other children like to push me around and spit in my eyes and my hair and beat me, I think I'm doing alright at this school.
Because, there's someone I truly do like.
Her name is Tyra, but she doesn't like It if you call her that. Well, I'm sure she wouldn't mind If April--that girl being her close friend--called her that, but us boys, oh, we're simply not allowed to do such a thing. We call her by nickname…'Multi'. Oh, she's ever so nice to me!
"Hi Pip", and "Hey Pip, can I see your homework?" and "HEY! Pip is British, not French! Can't you decipher accents?!" (Yes, she knows that I am NOT a filthy French person! Isn't that amazing?!)
Sigh…If I had courage enough to talk to her, I would. Oh, I swear I would!
…But I can't say that I do…
Oh, but I won't let it get me down. I'll talk to her, by tomorrow at the latest! Yes, I will make Multi a friend of mine! And maybe, some day, we could be just a little more than that.
-Philip "Pip" Pirrip