Part 3 - Klara Apr20

I didn't tell you why I started writting a diary. I can't talk about this with anyone and because of that I
started writting my diary. I told you what I like and that I don't have any friend, but I want it. Some days ago I went on shopping. I bought some food and clothes. I felt happy and I ate some pizza. It was good and expensive but I didn't care. Somebody was sitting very close to me and he was almost every time watching me, but when I looked at him he looked away. It was a little weird, but I wasn't
scared.