Do not even think about opening this journal. You don’t get to read it. Or touch it.
It is PRIVATE.
You’re not special just because you’re my big sister, Jo. If you read this, I will find the picture I took when you had that giant pimple on your chin, and I will make copies, and I will tape them up in the hallway of our new school. Where everyone in your grade can see.
Don’t assume
I won’t do it.
Because I will.
Celie