Dear Diary,
Daddy gave me this for my birthday he called me his princess but when I asked for a prince he just laughed. Mommy wasn't too happy with his party because she had to clean up but daddy just glared at her and told her to relax it was my birthday so I shouldn't have to clean up or worry about it. tomorrow he promised to take me to the park and we could fly kites. Can't wait. oh I hear voices they're fighting again better finish up and turn off the light before I get into trouble night.
Cor
Dear Diary,
I was supposed to go to the park but when I came home from kindergarten mommy told me daddy died. I cried and shouted but she slapped me and told me to shut up and grow up. I smelled something icky on her breath and did as she said then went to my room thankful for the lock. I can't believe my daddy is dead shouldn't I feel pain knowing he's gone but I don't just empty. My cheek hurts but I know not to get into mommy's way when she has that icky smell on her breath. I hear her stumbling into her room and the doors closed so I know its safe to venture out. This is better, nice ice pack soothes the sting but I'm still empty I miss my daddy. Someday I'll find him.
Cor
Carly watched as Michael slept thankful he wouldn't hear much it was bad enough he read it but he couldn't really understand it so she was happy and just held him as she continued for the men and herself.