What was we thinking?

I remember in third grade, my two best friends stacy, joanne and I had all got diaries and couldn't wait to write in it. We wrote anything and everything in this little book and didn't think that no one will read it. We thought we was cool because we would say the most cruel thing about another student and they wouldn't even know this, it was like power in my little hands. So one day i decided to leave this book of mine in my desk, than went home. The next day I came back and saw atleast three girls crying and didn't know why. So I was called and was ascorted in the the hallway by my teacher and was told that one of the girls read my book. I was so mad that she read it and ashamed at the same time. At the end of the day I definitly learn my lesson.