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Diary 52

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Dear Diary,

 

My life is going downhill, and so quickly I’m not sure if I can hold it

up anymore. Let’s start from the beginning. The other day my sister and I

were looking through some pictures we found in our parents’ room. We

found this picture of an old man and my mom together at a hotel. They were

sitting in their bathing suits together, arms around each other. The crazy

part is my parents are still married. It didn’t make sense to either of us. I

think it hit me a little harder than it did my sister. Though I couldn’t decide

if I wanted to cry or just start yelling. This was my family my mom was

screwing with. We took the pictures to my mom and asked her about the

man. She got really defensive and told us to stay out of her room, that we

had no right going through her stuff and that he was just a friend. Yeah,

right, I didn’t believe if for a minute. She wouldn’t have been so upset if

this guy were just a friend. When my mom went out of town last week with

her “friend from work,” she was really with this man! That means…she is

cheating on my dad! Neither of us can say anything to our dad, so we’ve

decided to keep our mouths closed. He is going to find out soon enough.

My family is starting to crumble a bit, it isn’t falling apart yet, but I know it

will soon.

 

I wanted to rely on Ms. G‘s class to be my surrogate family, but I’m

slowly finding out that it might not be a good idea because we may not be a

family next year. Although Ms. G wants to teach us next year, as juniors,

the other English teachers don’t want to let her. They argue that a teacher

who has only been teaching here for a couple of years doesn’t have the right

to pick her students and teach them for four years. There was a handful of

teachers complaining and now we are in jeopardy of not being a class next

year.

 

This can’t be happening to me. Now both of my families are falling

apart. I’m not going to have anyone left because we are being split into

different classes. I can’t handle it; I can’t lose both my families! This is all I

have left. To think it’s only because the other teachers are jealous. We are

getting all the attention now, newspapers are writing articles about us. Some

teachers haven’t done anything new in years, and now that we are trying

something new, they’re becoming jealous. They are trying to hold us down,

split us up, and keep us from making a difference. It’s not going to work!

 

Ms. G did what she does best; she talked to anyone who would listen to

her about our accomplishments until we had made some headway. They

were talking about letting us have our own class. Everyone is worried. I’ve

caught a couple kids crying about it, actually someone probably caught me

more then once. All I can think about is us not being together. What would

we do? Who would we turn to? As if high school isn’t hard enough, this

would make it ten times harder. Right now, I have my comfort zone, I and I

can’t be without this for the next two years.

 

It’s been a hard time for everyone. We have to keep working in class,

although we don’t know if we are going to be together next year or not.

These teachers can’t break our chain, we are linked, not by our hands, but

by our hearts and we will always be together. I’m scared, very scared. I

hope everything works out.

 

 


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