Sorry I forgot to say thanks to those who reviewed chapter 2, so thank you! Carbyfan I barely have time to upload the chapters so really don't have time to change it now sorry, you will find out who is reading in the next chapter which is also the last one. I don't know if anyone is still reading this as no one reviewed the last chapter but I'd thought I'd put this up anyway.
May 1976
Mom got a new job today, she's working in a department store selling makeup and stuff. She seems really happy. I'm glad she's happy she doesn't shout at Eric when she's happy and things are so much nicer.
June 1976
She lost the job. I should be used to it by now but I'm not. I always think that this time the happy phase will last forever, but it doesn't. She's screaming now, me and Eric hid in my room, he pretends he isn't bothered but I can tell he is. He's trying to be all big and grown up but I can tell he wants to cry when she shouts at him, he doesn't understand what he's done wrong. I want to cry sometimes too but I'm being grown up for Eric, I don't want to him to see that I'm scared too. I wish I could make it better for him, he doesn't deserve this, he tries to be good. I think he hopes that if he's good mom will get better, I can't tell him it's not going to happen.
September 1976
It's Eric's birthday tomorrow, he's going to be seven and moms still in her room, I don't know if she'd bought him anything, I hope she has. He deserves to have a good birthday. I took the money I'd been saving and went to the store while he was at Matt's. I bought sausages, ice cream and candles, I made a cake when I came back, it didn't rise properly, but it might look better if I decorate it. I wrapped the toys I bought him a few months ago, I put love mom on the tag hoping that he'd believe it.
I got up early today and blew up balloons to put around the house. I put his presents from me and dad on the table and started to make him breakfast. Mom came out of her room just before he did, she was stood in the kitchen with me when he came in, we didn't say anything to each other. Eric came running in a huge grin on his face singing happy birthday to himself, mom looked confused then hugged him and said happy birthday, I said the same and gave him his breakfast. He sat down, mom sat opposite while I just stood behind them. I know she forgot. I watched him open his presents, I saw his face light up when he saw what I'd bought him, he got off his chair and hugged mom saying thank you. I wanted to tell him it was from me, but I didn't. While he opened dad's presents she told him we could go ice-skating and then Pizza Hut for tea. When he ran off to get ready for school moom said thank you, I glared at her and walked off, at least Eric was happy.
She bought him a cake, told me we'd eat mine another day, Eric laughed at it, I wanted to cry.
February 1977
Mom's crazy again, she ran down the street screaming, she didn't have any clothes on. I ran after her, with her coat, trying to stop her. She stopped in the end and I caught up with her, covering her with the coat, she was muttering things to herself, I don't know what. As I walked her back, I saw two boys from my school, they were laughing and pointing, they started shouting things at us like freaks and loony. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. There were some adults out on the street, they didn't help. They just stared and whispered, I wish they'd leave us alone, I hate them.
School was horrible, I hid in the toilets at break, but at lunch one of the supervisors made me go outside where I stood in the corner wishing the ground would swallow me up or I could be invisible. I could see other girls whispering and pointing at me, they were worse than the boys who just said nasty things, I didn't like the way the girls whispered. I couldn't tell what they were saying. Class time was better they couldn't say anything when the teacher was there. As soon as school finished I picked Eric up from his class and made him walk as fast as possible until we got home.
July 1977
It's my last day of junior school today, I can't wait to leave, maybe things will be different next year. I'm going to start a new diary next year because things are going to be better.
May 1976
Mom got a new job today, she's working in a department store selling makeup and stuff. She seems really happy. I'm glad she's happy she doesn't shout at Eric when she's happy and things are so much nicer.
June 1976
She lost the job. I should be used to it by now but I'm not. I always think that this time the happy phase will last forever, but it doesn't. She's screaming now, me and Eric hid in my room, he pretends he isn't bothered but I can tell he is. He's trying to be all big and grown up but I can tell he wants to cry when she shouts at him, he doesn't understand what he's done wrong. I want to cry sometimes too but I'm being grown up for Eric, I don't want to him to see that I'm scared too. I wish I could make it better for him, he doesn't deserve this, he tries to be good. I think he hopes that if he's good mom will get better, I can't tell him it's not going to happen.
September 1976
It's Eric's birthday tomorrow, he's going to be seven and moms still in her room, I don't know if she'd bought him anything, I hope she has. He deserves to have a good birthday. I took the money I'd been saving and went to the store while he was at Matt's. I bought sausages, ice cream and candles, I made a cake when I came back, it didn't rise properly, but it might look better if I decorate it. I wrapped the toys I bought him a few months ago, I put love mom on the tag hoping that he'd believe it.
I got up early today and blew up balloons to put around the house. I put his presents from me and dad on the table and started to make him breakfast. Mom came out of her room just before he did, she was stood in the kitchen with me when he came in, we didn't say anything to each other. Eric came running in a huge grin on his face singing happy birthday to himself, mom looked confused then hugged him and said happy birthday, I said the same and gave him his breakfast. He sat down, mom sat opposite while I just stood behind them. I know she forgot. I watched him open his presents, I saw his face light up when he saw what I'd bought him, he got off his chair and hugged mom saying thank you. I wanted to tell him it was from me, but I didn't. While he opened dad's presents she told him we could go ice-skating and then Pizza Hut for tea. When he ran off to get ready for school moom said thank you, I glared at her and walked off, at least Eric was happy.
She bought him a cake, told me we'd eat mine another day, Eric laughed at it, I wanted to cry.
February 1977
Mom's crazy again, she ran down the street screaming, she didn't have any clothes on. I ran after her, with her coat, trying to stop her. She stopped in the end and I caught up with her, covering her with the coat, she was muttering things to herself, I don't know what. As I walked her back, I saw two boys from my school, they were laughing and pointing, they started shouting things at us like freaks and loony. I don't want to go to school tomorrow. There were some adults out on the street, they didn't help. They just stared and whispered, I wish they'd leave us alone, I hate them.
School was horrible, I hid in the toilets at break, but at lunch one of the supervisors made me go outside where I stood in the corner wishing the ground would swallow me up or I could be invisible. I could see other girls whispering and pointing at me, they were worse than the boys who just said nasty things, I didn't like the way the girls whispered. I couldn't tell what they were saying. Class time was better they couldn't say anything when the teacher was there. As soon as school finished I picked Eric up from his class and made him walk as fast as possible until we got home.
July 1977
It's my last day of junior school today, I can't wait to leave, maybe things will be different next year. I'm going to start a new diary next year because things are going to be better.