Diary in the Attic
Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible. Disney does.
"Hey, Ron," Kim said into the receiver.
"Hey, Kim. What up?" Ron replied.
"Well, we're gonna clean the attic and have a garage sale. Wanna come? There's stuff there from when my parents moved here and we might find something cool up there," Kim told him.
"Co-ool! You bet I'll be there!" Ron said, excitedly.
When he arrived it was pouring down rain. They went straight to the attic where the rest of the Possibles were cleaning.
Ron went immediately to a small oak trunk that looked really old and people always found interesting things in old trunks. When he opened the trunk he found…
"Aww, just a bunch of old books," Ron said, disappointed.
"Why don't we look through them and see if there's something interesting. And who knows, maybe we'll find something cool at the bottom," Kim said.
Ron's spirits rose immediately. As they sorted through the books they talked about what they might find. What they did find was Moby Dick, Huckleberry Finn, and various other famous classics, but the most interesting thing they found was…
"What's this?" Ron asked, holding up a small, brown leather book.
"It looks like a diary," Kim suggested.
"Yeah, it is, look, 'Property of Elena Possible,'" Ron said, excited.
"That doesn't mean anything, Ron, look inside," Kim told him.
"Yeah, it is, it says here 'June 4th 1909.' Wow, that's old," Ron confirmed.
"Come on, Ron, read more!" Kim urged.
"'June 4th 1909, Dear Diary, we're leaving for America soon! I can't believe our luck, things here have been getting worse for us and America will be a great new start. Streets paved in gold and complete freedom! We've been saving for this trip for 5 years and we finally have the money to go! Finally, we will be able to have all of the things that we've been wanting!' That's it for June fourth," Ron said.
"Here we go, 'June 21st, 1909, Dear Diary, sorry I haven't written for so long. We're almost to America! The journey's been rough, but I'm sure everything will be better once we get to America. People were always getting sick and it always stunk. Unfortunately, there was only 1 lavatory per approximately 100 people and they would not allow us to go out on deck until today. Mother, Abe, and Gabe are as excited as I am. Don, my best friend is giddy at the thought of being able to get off of the boat: he has seasickness.'That's it for that page," Ron said.
"Here, I'll read it," Kim offered.
"'June 22, 1909, Dear Diary, we just went through inspection yesterday. It was frightening. I thought for sure I'd be sent back. They used this little hook to lift my eyelids to check my eyes. I thought for sure they'd poke my eyes out, but to be in America at last, to me it was all worth it. The Statue of Liberty was magnificent.' Okay, the next one says 'July 3rd 1909, Dear Diary, we've been living in America for a week now and things aren't very good. We've hardly had anything to eat since we got here. I was very disappointed that the streets weren't paved with gold. Mother isn't here. We haven't seen her since before inspection when I lost her hand coming off the boat. I wish I knew what happened to her.' It ends there, not one more word in the entire diary," Kim said, intrigued at the disappearance of her ancestor.
"Wow, I'd like to find out what happened to her too," Ron said.
"Me, too," Jim and Tim said in unison.
"Yes, that would be nice to know," Mr. Dr. Possible agreed.
"I'd like to know, too," Mrs. Dr. Possible said.
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A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first story so please be nice about the reviews. You can be sure that I will read every one of them. R&R. Aloha!