A girl goes into the cafe and starts blogging. Find out what she says.
She goes into the cafe knowing that she wouldn’t get out quickly. She chooses a computer in the corner of the cafe. She comes ready with her thirst quencher in case she needs it. She sets down her notebook and pen next to the keyboard. She quickly logs into her blog and starts to write:
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Blogged #1:
i thought I knew her already. I wanted to see how she was today. My friend, my long time friend, I haven’t seen her in a few months. I just wanted to know how she was doing. Today, we took a walk around the city. We talked. I already knew her secret, but she wouldn’t tell me. Her personality is the same, yet I knew there was something different about her. How can she just not tell me? Why is it that I have to get it out of her. This secret is huge and I just want her to give in and say it. Just say it already! She’s hiding this. Sooner or later, the truth will come out and it will be bad. Bad, because she kept it a secret. And bad because there can be a solution to this or a better understanding. She doesn’t know that she is doing wrong. That’s just it, she can’t admit it. She’d rather keep it a secret than telling me. How would telling me affect me? I know the secret, so it wouldn’t affect me much. but it would still be better if she just told me.
I saw her change before my eyes, the girl I once knew became a girl that I just met. We were friends since we were 10. I saw her change. Recently, she cut her hair off. Just like Britney, well not exactly, she just cut it real short. After that she didn’t want her hair to grow, so she always got the same haircut. She wore dark makeup and dark clothing only. Her clothing style became ridiculous. Today, she was all dressed in black with her short hair,a beret, dark shoes and dark jacket. We dress in complete opposite.
I will get the truth out of her.
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As she types the last line, a person sits to the computer next to her. She finished off the last sentence and posts the blog. She knows that someone will read it but never will tell her friend about this. She logs off and walks out of the cafe.
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