Entry Five

Dear Diary,

I feel absolutely terrible. I caught the 12th graders beating him up again and didn't do anything I doubt I could've taken them but still, I could have tried and then maybe introduced myself to him after we're both beaten half to death and then we might've become friends a̷n̷d̷ ̷m̷a̷y̷b̷e̷. Anyway now it's 12 am at night and I'm just tiredly sitting here drowning in guilt. I'm such an idiot.

Jacob