The Real Me - In Writing*

[elizabeth keighle]

Lizzy Labelle Keighle
The Real Me
In Writing

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[elizabeth keighle]

Saturday 21^st November 2009
8:43pm

What a crap week. It was OK at first, I saw Sabrina at the fountain, she pretends she hates me but I know she really wants to be my friend. I mean, she was once a year 8 / freshman herself, so how can she hate me? How would she feel if I was here and she was me? I couldn't live like that... It makes me shiver to think like that...

Then Jay came along. Junior jock. Hates Sabrina. Attracts accidents. He's really kind, I love him, as a friend, but he seems to like me a bit more than that... He said he was going to take me horse riding sometime, and I can't wait! I don't have a horse, they're just too big for me...

After that I was walking around the school at about 5pm. I was too busy thinking and then I walked into someone - Keith Gray. Yeah. Keith Gray. He seemed really kind and everything but then he went all weird and everything, the rumours are true! He does smoke. He is bisexual! He does take drugs! I was so shocked I went and fainted at the other side of the corridor. He took me to his dorm like all nasty and stuff... He takes the piss outta me, I know he does, he's just... So... Stupid but attractive, and for some reason I just can't tell myself to stay away. I swear to God, he has super, magical, sexy powers (o.o) that makes everyone love him... But me, I 'LOTE' him (cross between love and hate). Hey, I'm quite good at making up words! xD

Anyway, after that, Jay burst into his dorm without knocking, and he saw my head bleeding (yeah, it was that bad) and my hand was covered in dry blood. He won't take an answer from Keith, I have to tell him I'm fine myself. Honestly, what is this? xD So I left shortly after, and came here to write. It's about 8pm or something like that now. Hm. :l

Tomorrow, I'm going to a party with Sabrina. I don't know the host that well, but a lot of people know me and Sabrina, so we get invited to just about... Everything. Mhm. That's right. I'm sure the stranger host person will be able to throw a great party.

That's all I got for today. I'll be writing more when something exciting happens. :]

-- Lizzy Labelle

[elizabeth keighle]

Wednesday 16^th December 2009
4.33pm

First off, I hate Jay MacBurren. I suppose you're wondering why? Well, it all started last Friday night...

I was walking home from a great party with Sabrina. I didn't know who the host was personally, but I heard the name before. Sabrina was absolutely PISSED, I think she had a little too much to drink. She was crazy - but that was in a funny way, but back to the story... We were walking through the park and it was late, dark and cold. I stopped when I heard noises ahead, two people, not fighting or talking. It was a bit strange, I couldn't guess.

I told Sabrina to be quiet by putting my finger to my lips - she obviously didn't care, and started laughing about something which was so irrelevant to the whole situation. Apparently, she fell backwards and she was laid on the floor, looking up at the stars - still laughing about nothing in particular. I didn't see this, I was far, far away at this point. Hid behind a huge, fat tree. I peeked around to see who the people were, and they were snogging!!! I almost laughed but I was too scared to. I had a closer look and noticed the guys weren't two strangers, only my friends Keith and Jay! *Which Jay now is a former friend, I'm still OK with Keith - I know how gay he is.*

I was absolutely furious. I couldn't help it. I filmed them for about 30 seconds, and they were just... Away with the fairies, I can't believe they didn't notice me.

I thought Jay had lied to me about his sexuality. My eyes turned red, and I walked out on them, stood behind the bench. I said, "What's this then?" And not surprisingly, Jay fell off the bench. I wanted him to smack his head so hard on the ground he died without me having to kill him myself, but no, amazingly he got up on his feet and told me I looked 'vaguely familiar'. In my head I called him a stupid prick. He leaned forward to kiss me (no joke), but fell flat on his face. I didn't laugh - or smile. I lowered myself to his level and said to him:

Am I some kind of joke to you? I'm here, right now, lowering myself to your level... I've just seen you kissing Keith, Jay. At first I thought you were just lying to me about your sexuality and then I find out your totally wasted... You think I'm going to kiss you? Think again, stupid.

I then bent over a bit further and whispered, I. Hate. You.

I had my hand to his throat. It was funny in a way, but no, still, I couldn't laugh at anything.

Then I murdered him. I'm going steal him at his funeral, rip his body parts away, put him in a blender, and after, I shall poison the remains, drop it somewhere and watch him go to hell...

ONLY JOKING - I was going to do that though.

Then I slapped him as hard as I could. Big mistake. He slapped me back - harder - and called me a stupid bitch, I had to grab on to the back of the bench for support. My eyes turned black. I turned around and ran under this tree branch which made me look as if I was leaving. But no, I skidded to a stop and ran back up to the tree branch, I jumped and swung from it, quickly building up enough power to kick him in the back, which sent him flying. Then I dropped, closed my eyes and expected for something worse to happen, but no, he went off and vomited in the bushes. I opened one eye - nothing - and dared to open the other eye and lift my head and that's when I found him. Keith then said he was going, and my eyes turned back to their original colour - blue. I followed but he was gone.

I felt so unsafe, I had to run back to school and my dorm, lock the door and cry.

Yeah, not like that usually happens. o.o

And that's why I hate Jay MacBurren *I don't even wanna say his name*.

Goodbye, diary.

-- Lizzy Labelle.