So NervousDear Diary,
School starts tomorrow. I am so nervous. Dana's excited to start 6th grade. She says 4th grade is for babies. I told her to shut up. I went to my room.
We just moved here and I have no friends. Who could ever like me, anyway? I'm just a baby. Well, that's what Dana says, anyway. I don't like her at all. Diary, can you do something to make me friends? Please? I wish you were a real person. You'd be my friend. You know all my secrets.
I don't know anyone in my new school. Mom told me my teacher is named Mrs. Anderson. I hope she'll let me write in class. What if she's mean? What if she hates me?
Diary, please make all my worries go away.