"Today, we had a presentation; the person had mentioned how diaries are good for a person as you get to notice yourself more, so I bought one and will write in one today.

I was always looked down on in the orphanage and at school. I never had the coolest clothes that looked nice and proper. I'd be lying if I said that those clothes of mine weren't hand me downs from previous kids with a few holes in them. So, I never expected much in presents and clothes, if I did get something good, I'd be so thankful and treasure it. My childhood wasn't happy. I was heavier than others and wasn't pretty as everyone else, but the teachers praised how smart I was. That was all I had. 

One night, at that orphanage, I saw something that I shouldn't have seen. All of the other kids were asleep while I was up, I had a stomachache. I didn’t want to ask Ms. Kim since she was mean, so I quietly got up and went to the bathroom. To get to the bathroom, you had to pass Miss. Kim’s office. As I quickly was tip toeing to the bathroom, I had saw the lights were still on. Being young and curious, I looked…I was confused at the sight that I was seeing. Then I realized what it was. I quickly covered my mouth. It was a boy, he…was about only a few years older, and she…Miss Kim…was touching him. This, this today was ual assault, harassment of a minor. I looked on the scene and the boy’s gaze suddenly met my own. One step too late, I ran back into the room back into the covers, my he