Dear diary,
I had just finished the concert I had in my school and I definitely feel I had embarrassed myself in front of the whole school. I was just so mad at mom and I felt like I needed to do something to just show my frustration, so I wrote “Not your puppet” on my forehead so I just really hope she can understand and let me do things my way. I just feel like nothing goes my way anymore, just like how before the concert even started I lost one of my closest friends since months ago and she called me a freak.
Izzy