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Disclaimer- I don't own iCarly… but if I did it would be filled with seddie :D ahaha.
(Entry Six)
Dear Journal,
Today is my 10th birthday. A year since my dad died. Wanna know what I have gotten on this wonderful day? A bruise on my leg, back and cheek! THANKS MOM! She got drunk last night, came home at 3 in the morning and beat me. Melanie got some nice things though, like some nice clothes and even a cell phone! I got bruises while she gets a phone? REDICULOUS. Well, I did get a phone for my birthday, but not from my mom. I got it from the nub. He is a doof, but he is pretty thoughtful. Oh, and that isn't the only reason how I know she is the favorite twin now. My mom came up to me and said "Here's 20 bucks. I need you to buy a cake and some decorations for your sister's birthday party. You can come if you want." Once again, THANKS MOTHER DEAREST. I need to punch something now. Preferably Fredducini. Bye.
-Sam.
(Entry Seven)
Dear Journal,
The school year is over. I know I was only in 4th grade, but I barely passed. I basically passed the fourth grade by 5 points. It's weird, I used to be the smartest ones in my class at my old school, well besides Melanie. She got scholarships to a fancy shmancy boarding school while I got sent here. I guess all of the stress in my life brought my grades to where they are. Well, next year will something new to the table, hopefully. I don't want to be a failure of a teenager. I mean, only 3 years till the teenage years! GOSH time is flying by! Gotta go meet fredweird at a new place called the groovy smoothy. Seems cool. Bye
-Sam Puckett
(Current POV of Sam)
Wow, it's weird to read what I was like in fourth grade. Even though it was so long ago, I remember everything so clearly. Carly wasn't even in the picture here! I'm so damn old! Even the groovy smoothy was just invented! Reading this makes me miss my dad. I loved him. He was a huge part of my life. I still feel guilty about the whole thing. If I didn't have to have a stupid birthday party he could have been alive right now! Well, I'm going to read on.
(Entry Eight)
Dear Journal,
School starts in a week. UGH! Can't summer just last forever? That's all a 10 year old Puckett wants in her life! The summer went fast. I didn't do much. I hung out with the geek and one of his friends who was in a different class, named Gibby. Wow, what a strange kid. Yeah it's summer but does he have to take his shirt off so much? It's so weird! He's an ok kid though. I torture him too, but it isn't as fun making him cry than it is to make Freddie cry. HAHAHHAHA. I couldn't go school shopping for new clothes, or even some decent supplies. Freddie gave me some of his spare binders and folders. He has a whole closet full of back-ups!