It all started when i brought my diary to class. I was watching it carefully. My friend got in trouble for drawing in class so, as punishment, her drawings were shown to the intire class. It was histarical! But then i got in trouble for laughing so hard and was moved to the other side of the room. On my way there, I must of dropped it where this kid picked it up. He must of found it and read it!! Daries are ment to be private. Now he knows what i've been dreaming, what i've been thinking, not who i'm crushing on. But he knows all my weaknesses!(the things i'm afraid of). Also, the worst part about it is that he read to my friends!!! And I wrote about them too. They really werent suppost to see that!

*Comment something to help me in this situation!!*