*a/n: sorry so short [although who writes a novel for each journal entry?
;) ] I have alot more written that I just need to post...so plz review
cause it speeds me along.
-al
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Dearest Diary,
Stelly has had a brilliant idea! It seemed to come out of nowhere, but it makes perfect sense. Well, it does
to me anyways. Her eyes positivly lit up when she told me about it. She spoke so fast that at first I didn't
understand what she was getting at, but once she calmed down a bit she gave me the marvelous news.
Stelly is getting her own place! I don't believe that her mum was to keen on the idea at first. Something
about it not seeming proper for a young lass to live on her own alone. Her papa, on the other hand, has
always been a bit unconventional and told her it would be fine with him as long as she wasn't alone. That's
where it gets interesting. Stell asked me to move in with her! My folks were not half as thrilled as I was
saying that I wasn't even of age yet. I didn't know what to do, part of me just wanted to start crying right
there. I felt the lump in my throat building up and I tried to argue in my very best attempt at sounding
grown but it just seemed like whining. I thought for a moment that it would be a hopeless battle until Mr.
Bolger spoke on my behalf and assured my folks that this would open many opportunities for me. He
clenched the deal by adding that he would purchase the home as well as furnish it. Truth to be told, I do
believe his thoughts were more leaning to the time when Stell and I would marry and there would be a house
standing empty just begging to be filled with a over-aged homebody by the name of Fatty.
If all goes according to plans, I won't be going back to Long Cleeve. Mr. Bolger, whom never puts anything
off for long, is looking for places as I write this. I believe he means to have us move shortly after Stelly's
party, which is in two days!
-Di
-al
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Dearest Diary,
Stelly has had a brilliant idea! It seemed to come out of nowhere, but it makes perfect sense. Well, it does
to me anyways. Her eyes positivly lit up when she told me about it. She spoke so fast that at first I didn't
understand what she was getting at, but once she calmed down a bit she gave me the marvelous news.
Stelly is getting her own place! I don't believe that her mum was to keen on the idea at first. Something
about it not seeming proper for a young lass to live on her own alone. Her papa, on the other hand, has
always been a bit unconventional and told her it would be fine with him as long as she wasn't alone. That's
where it gets interesting. Stell asked me to move in with her! My folks were not half as thrilled as I was
saying that I wasn't even of age yet. I didn't know what to do, part of me just wanted to start crying right
there. I felt the lump in my throat building up and I tried to argue in my very best attempt at sounding
grown but it just seemed like whining. I thought for a moment that it would be a hopeless battle until Mr.
Bolger spoke on my behalf and assured my folks that this would open many opportunities for me. He
clenched the deal by adding that he would purchase the home as well as furnish it. Truth to be told, I do
believe his thoughts were more leaning to the time when Stell and I would marry and there would be a house
standing empty just begging to be filled with a over-aged homebody by the name of Fatty.
If all goes according to plans, I won't be going back to Long Cleeve. Mr. Bolger, whom never puts anything
off for long, is looking for places as I write this. I believe he means to have us move shortly after Stelly's
party, which is in two days!
-Di
