Feb. 15, 1984

Dear Diary,

I woke up at 11:00AM this morning.  I didn’t get to go to school because I am sick. I am going back to the Doctor today. I hope they have found out what is wrong with me because I feel lousy all the time. I don’t want to feel lousy anymore. I don’t have much of what you could call a temperature. I don’t think my friends miss me at school. If they don’t, fine. I don’t care one little bit if they don’t miss me. Well I know one person who hopes I get well and misses me at school. You know who it is, me, me, little old me. I don’t need those dumb kids at school. None of them ever want to play with me at recess anyway. They just play with the same old people everyday. And you know who is left out and has nobody to play with at recess. Try to guess. If you can’t think of who it is, I’ll tell you, me, me, little old me. 

Sadly, Carly .