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Hi, my name is Jenny
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Created: 2005-06-03 10:01:50 All stories by
Dear Diary,

I am thoroughly freaked out. I'm in this dark, soundproof room with no windows... just walls and a door. A black door. Ewww! What a tacky room, right? I'm not really here to talk about how the room could use color. I'm here to write about my evening and everything that happened. Boring right? Well, the police made us do this. It was so weird. Whatever. I'll go along with this thing and tell about my evening. Well, actually I'm writing, but whatever.

Well, I got off to the wrong start of a night. My boyfriend and I went to a movie. Then, he asked if he could drive. Now, first, I'll let you know that this guy had straight A's, a perfect driving record, and he hung out at the computer lab with the Chess Club guys! So, you know, I just agreed. Well, he dropped me off at the park and drove off! How rude, right?

Well, my friends took walks in the park sometimes, so I decided to walk around and see if anyone was there. Well, turns out Monica was driving by! I ran up to her car, hoping for a ride home because it was freezing outside. She drove off, leaving me in the dust! How beotchy was that, right? So, I keot walking.

Soon after, I decided to call my parents. I grabbed my cell phone to call my house. Answering machine. Mom's cell? Off. Dad's cell? Wait, he's in Chicago! Aunt Marble? She was home, but she wasn't about to drive from Arizona. Grandma? She was deaf and she couldn't drive! Uh! Well, nobody in my loving family was available, so I sat under the park bench and cried.

Later, alot later, Monica came back! This time, she had Sarah with her! Well, if she could pick up Sarah... the nerve of her sometimes! Well, anyway, they came out and they escorted me to Monica's Lexus. They treated me like a little kid, but whatever.

Monica drove right past Sarah's house. Whatever, maybe Sarah was spending the night. What made her come back, I dunno either. Whatever. Anyways, Monica headed towards that new club place. It was all about dancing. I luved to go there on Saturday nights! Well, Lydia came up to the Lexus. Turns out Monica didn't want to go in there because she told Lydia to get in. Then, she told Lydia that she'd drive her home! Well, Lydia had a few too many, well, drinks, and she screamed at the top of her lungs to wait up for Veronica and Stacie. Well, Monica wasn't about to put up with anything, so she waited. Veronica and Stacie came out in the same state Lydia was in. They all got in and, like screaming little kids, they begged to drive to the park.

Monica drove. I was literally annoyed with her and the, well, "people in the backseat". Nonetheless, Monica drove thru to the park. They screamed for air, so Monica opened a window. Then, Monica slammed on the brakes. I saw a guy in the middle of the road. I knew him, but I couldn't recognize him. The girls in the back grew perfectly silent, and Veronica fainted.

Monica was freaked. She was about to turn around, but the police drove up. We, being there, were brought in, questioned, and they made us do this. Much luv, J.
  

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