Dear vengeful diary,
I was on my way to the washrooms to foil the plans of my nemesis of the day. I was going to take the toilet paper, and put it… the wrong way! The impending agony of realizing the toilet paper’s end is not on the top but rather underneath, forcing them to gripe with the paper and fumble with their hands!
There was only one washroom in the entire school that only a select few of us use as well which is the gender-neutral washrooms! Thinking about all of those that have to suffer from the toilet paper being the wrong way makes me giddy with evil joy. I am truly a menace!
When I had arrived at the washroom, to my surprise I had found it was already occupied!
I was foiled again, but by who?
To my surprise it was River and they had exited the washroom with their hair covering their face. Upon further inspection, bruises were marked all over their body and I could see flecks of dried blood on their lip. They had bumped into me mindlessly and when they looked up to apologize, they instantly burst into tears. They clung to me in a tight embrace and cried into my shoulder.
Later on, I had found out that it was, in fact, another person who had done this. Have they no shame! The only person who is allowed to hurt River is me! I am their nemesis and only I shall torture them for eternity by making them smile!
Whoever dares tries to steal my nemesis from me shall pay!
First I need a plan.
And some cookies.
And maybe some milk.