My brother bugs me all the time about my diary. he wants to know what sisters write in total secrecy. i tell him that my diary is boring as a textbook, but only so he doesn’t try to take a sneaky look. the truth is that my diary’s like a novel from the store where i’m the leading lady whom the characters adore. it’s amazing, how this parchment documents each thing i do: my nightmares, observations, and my love for peach shampoo. i explain all my misfortunes in a sister’s constitution, where i outline all my problems and devise my own solutions. what’s unexpected are my words on sibling rivalry; in spite of how i act, my brother means the world to me. that’s one fact that stays under lock and combination; how embarrassed i would be, if he knew my admiration. which statement best describes the theme of this poem? a) hiding secrets b) listening to grownups c) going on an adventure d) trying not to hurt feelings