As she entered her room Li Xia plopped herself onto her bed. She laid her head back as she stared up at the ceiling. She and her mother were not on good terms since her graduation or even before. To be exact her mother didn't approve of her being a beauty blogger.
With a sigh, Li Xia got up from her bed and presided toward her study desk. Opening up one of the drawers she drew out a diary. It was sealed with memories of a time when she was young. When things seemed normal. She leafed through all of the entries in her diary till she found a specific entry.
14 April 1997
Dear Diary,
Today is going to be the first day as a student in my new high school. I am also looking forward to meeting new people and making friends. I wonder if I can make a friend today. I hope it won't be too hard. I am already nervous about meeting new people. But I hope everything goes well with me today.
~Love, Li Xia.
