Poison Wood Therapeutic Academy for Girls
Kisatchie National Forest
Jasmine
Dear Diary,
Oh my god Baldy gave us quite a lecture in the dinner hall tonight.
No Halloween in the graveyard this year.
Thank god. After last year, nobody needs to be out there.
But the younger girls all moaned about it.
Dumbasses. Then I got dared to salute Baldy after his speech and since I never back down from a dare, I did it.
And he started screaming and I told him he needed to get laid and he literally exploded and turned red and told me to wait in his office.
So I saluted him again and the girls fell out laughing.
I hate going to his office. It’s sooo boring. I’ve been like a thousand times.
But this time, I was snooping around in his desk and found a letter. A love letter. Gross. And when I heard him coming in I thought about putting it back, but I didn’t. I kept it.