Why Are You Here?
Wow. I can't believe it. Someone's actually looking at my journal. I didn't think anyone would be interested in the life of a 13 year old girl. An unknown, forgettable, gaian girl. I bet that right now, you're looking at my journal, and a few minutes later, you'll forget that it, and me, ever existed. There's nothing here. Nothing that you'll like. Nothing interesting. Why are you still here? I'd think that you'd have left by now. You're still reading, waiting, hoping, that something interesting will happen.
Forget It.
Leave.
Go away.
Leave Me alone.
I mean it. Why are you still here? What are you thinking. You're just sitting here, wasting your time, hoping something exciting will happen. How did you get here, anyway? I don't think anybody ever looks at my profile. Much less click on my journal. Sure, there's the rare occasion where someone gets curious, clicks on my journal, hoping-just hoping, that they'll find something good to read.
Forget it, there's nothing here. Nothing to stay for. I'm sure you wouldn't want to waste your time reading about some unknown girl who can't find ways to earn her own money. Someone who your probably don't even know.
Are you still here? I don't know why. I don't know why the world is so stubborn, full of nosy people who want to get into other people's buisness. Forget it, you won't find anything interesting.
Fine. If you don't leave, I will.
Goodbye.
Mew Rocks! Community Member 
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