Dear Diary
Today was horrible; the kids at school were quick to make fun of me because of my hair and my eye color. I tried to tell them I that couldn't help it that my hair and eye color were different from theirs. Despite my explanation, they still tease me. During lunch some of girls threw food that they hated at me. Some of the boys threw food at me and another one came up to me, took my lunch, slammed it in my face, grabbed me by my uniform and threw me in the trash. The other children laughed at me as I tried to get out. As I got out of the trash can some of the girls who were the popular types slapped me in the face and then shoved me back in the trash. When a teacher did finally saw what was going on, she helped me out of trash and told me to get cleaned up. I got cleaned up and just hid for the rest of the day instead of going back to class. When the school bell rang, I bolted for the door hoping to avoid those who put me through hell. I was ten feet from the door when the teacher who found me in the garbage stopped me before I could run to safety. She gave me my uniform and tried to talk to me but I just grabbed my uniform and wriggled out of the teacher's grasp and bolted away from the school. When I got home, I realized I was still wearing shoes from school. It didn't really matter because I just took them off and headed to my room avoiding my parents until Mom came in and asked me how school was. I just told her that it was fine and left it at that. Mom was satisfied and left my room after letting me know that dinner would at six o'clock.
All I want is to make friends. But this curse has brought nothing but trouble on me; I hate it! M-maybe things will look better tomorrow. That dream I had last night, I began thinking about it while I was hiding from my classmates. …maybe I should just wait until this person come along. I really wish I could talk to someone who understands me.