Chapter 2
Saturday, October 7th
Dear Diary,
It's finally Saturday in the Loud House. After a long week of baring bruises and cuts from my fellow peers as a "humiliation to society", you'd think I'd be in my room having the "me" time I deserve. Well, you're right.
I'm home alone. Everybody else probably went to another one of PopPop's shuffle boarding competitions, and of course they miscounted, forgetting that we actually have THIRTEEN and not TWELVE people living in this house (like always).
But I bet they just miscounted on purpose because they didn't want my gloomy additude to ruin their fun while they'd be cheering PopPop on. And actually, I would've done that, too (even though PopPop doesn't know I exist because he still thinks we have TEN kids).
If only they would include me, then I wouldn't be in such a bad mood all the time like I usually am. But I should know better. Everyone in this house doesn't care about my well-being and just walk all over me like I'm a mistake.
Lori hates my guts and will shut me out whenever she gets the chance.
Leni is always gossiping how we shouldn't even be related and how I was probably adopted. (What the HECK does she even know about adoption?!)
Luna plays sad music on her violin whenever I'm around to make fun of the fact that I listen to sad music all the time, and not her typical heavy metal rock music.
Luan just mocks me and flames on me. It's always some type of roasting competition when I'm with her, and I'm always losing. Her mean jokes about me are the only jokes everybody laughs at.
Lynn is the worst roommate a person could have. She always beats me up whenever I pop out of nowhere and scare her half to death. She always puts her stinky gym clothes in my casket just to get on my nerves. And she's always boasting about how she's the #1 roommate just because she's older than me (but definitely not smarter).
Lana and Lola are complete demons. They always blame and tattle on me for stuff they probably did themselves. And whenever I try to explain to my (so-called) parents that I'm innocent, they never believe me because Lana and Lola always put on their little fake crying act to make it seem like I really hurt them (when of course, I DIDN'T).
Lisa is just so darn annoying! Her smarts don't mean anything, she's just annoying!
Lily may be the baby of the family, but she doesn't really like me, either. Our other siblings keep telling her I'm not her sister and that I'm a monster. It scares her so she tries to stay as far away from me as possible.
And then there's Lincoln. Lincoln is the only boy in the family. As mean as all the other sisters are, he's actually pretty decent. He only pretends to be mean when he's around the other siblings. He still thinks I'm weird, but at least he actually cares that I'm human.
But I wish my family (except Lincoln) will show me more respect and just accept that I'm different.
But I guess in this world, being different is a bad thing.
A/N: Second chapter completed! I'll try to post new chapters everyday so it would actually be like a diary! And just so you know, I'm not pairing Lincoln with Lucy later in the story. I know a lot of you might've wanted a pairing between them but I don't do incest. Might try it in the future, but definitely not now! So get ready for new chapters coming soon!