Frankie's journal:
Well this is my First journal entry. Mom and dad gave it to me to practice my writing and write what I'm feeling. The past 14 days have been hard. I've been cramming my lessons of reading and writing. They say that they've taught me everything they can and that I'm being sent to public school to learn everything else I need to know like Clawulus, Mad Science, Home Ick, and History. I'm so excited to be going to public school. I've read about high school in Seventween magazine. Dad said this is a special school just for monsters but I'll be the only one of my kind. He also said that my magazines won't help me there because their normie magazines. Which is a lot different than monster high.
How different can it be?
She closed her journal and put in her black purse. She looked around her room the walls were grey stone which was covered with Justin Biter posters the Jondus Brother's and other band posters. Her bed was just a table in the middle of the room with cables to charge up at night. She walked to the brown closet door and pulled it open and flipped on the pink light. Looking though all her clothes she picked a black, blue and red plaid mini dress and her black and white striped shoes and walked out only to see a flash. "Our baby's first day of public school?" cried Mrs. Frankenstein. "Maybe we can just keep home schooling her? So she don't have to leave us." Her mom was sparking now from the tears rolling down and hitting her bolts. Her father hugged his Bride "You know we can't do that dear. She has to get out so she can meet and make new friends. We can keep her in her forever." Frankie hugged her parents "Dads right, I can't just say here my whole life. Don't get me wrong I love you both and love spending time with you guys, but I want to go out and see the world and meet ghouls my one age." Now Frankie started to spark she didn't realized how emotional she had gotten.
It was time. Frankie hugged her parents. "Wish me luck." She turned and walked out into the world for the first time. It was overcast and windy. The grass was a greenish brown and flowers were wilted. She walked down the grey cobble driveway. Looking at a paper her mother had gave with the directions to the school she read them aloud.
Take a right at the cemetery,
A left at the coffin shop,
The school is just past the casketball court.
Good Luck
Mom
She loved her mother handwriting it was just as beautiful as her. It looked effortless the way her letters just curled and looped. The way it slanted so slightly. Reading the directions made her sad she would miss her parents. She read it a few more times took a deep breath and stepped onto the side walk leaving Frankenstein's castle for the first time.