The Sword

I have it. I found it in the woods again, wrapped it up in a table cloth, and smuggled it back to my house.

I need a name for it. It was sticking out of the ground, kind of like Excalibur.

But that won't do. Too cliche.

How about...

Caledfwlch. One of Excalibur's alternate names. It's perfect!

Very well. I'll call this sword Caledfwlch. It will be my treasure from now on.

Chased

Those girls beat me up today after school. I managed to get away, but they chased me. I ran into the woods and eventually managed to lose them, but I lost myself too. I had no idea where I was. I kept wandering around. That's when I saw it.


There was a sword there, stuck into the ground. It was beautiful, with a gold and ruby hilt, and a long, silver blade. I grasped it, and pulled it from the ground. I have no idea why it was out there, but I wanted it. It was mine. I started cutting my way through the forest. I was able to cut through the branches as if they were nothing.

I made it to the edge of the forest. I couldn't carry the sword home. If someone say me carrying a weapon like this around, I would get in a lot of trouble. So I his it away at the edge of the forest. I'm gonna go back for it tomorrow night, when my mom's asleep and I have something to carry it in without being seen.

Those Assholes!

Those girls chased me home today, pelting me with rocks and screaming "Lesbo! Lesbo!"

I'm not a lesbian! That was just a misunderstanding!


There's 4 girls who torture me like this. There's Jessica, Cassandra, Tara, and Maria. They're all preppy bitches who think they're better than everyone. I can't stand them.

Hello

My name is Diana Rose, and I'm making this blog to vent. Lately, I've been getting pushed around a lot by these girls at school.

I'm 16, slightly overweight, with some mild acne. They keep teasing me about being ugly and fat, which I'm not. That is an exaggeration and they have no right to be treating me like this.

It's not just teasing I have to put up with. I came home with a black eye today. I'm lucky my mom was hungover, so she couldn't bother to notice me as I walked in. My parents divorced 3 years ago, so he's not around any more.

That's another thing. Those girls mock me, saying that he left because he couldn't deal with having such a hideous daughter, which is a load of bullshit. My parents got divorced because my dad was cheating, and my mom took him to court over it. I had nothing to do with it.

I just needed to get some stuff off my chest. I'll probably post more later.