Dear Diary
I can hear the family downstairs. They are not yelling, but not talking normal. They keep yelling about if they should or should not to tell me. Tell me what? That they don't want me here? I didn't mean to.
You believe me don't you? I tried to be good, I didn't eat it. Why don't they want me? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It is just that my throat. The fire in my throat. I don't know how I knew that, that would help put it out, but I did. I don't want to be evil Diary.
Love,
Lizzy
Awww Poor Lizzy.;;
Don't hate me. I'm writing a new chapter that should be up sometime next week. I just wont have time this weekend. Hope this helps for the time being.!
Please review. They inspire me!