Monday, June 22, 2020
10:38 AM
I took my diary to Mrs. Edelstein's today, and I am writing in this now before I forget. Mrs. Edelstein is my babysitter. Well, she runs a daycare, so there are other kids around my age there. Mrs. Edelstein used to be a police officer, but after some time, she settled down, had a baby and ran a daycare. She's really kind, and I like her husband too. He plays some really nice music.
Anyway, Pa and Daddy have to go to work and they can't leave me alone, so they bring me here. Today, Daddy woke me up extra early, and took me to Mrs. Edelstein's daycare early. He took my temperature again, and I took a shower, brushed my teeth and got ready, all while I was half asleep. When we arrived, only Mr. and Mrs. Edelstein, their son Emmett and a good friend of mine, Wyuna were there. It was pretty empty. I wondered about, and found myself staring at Mr. Edelstein's grand piano. It was really big and shiny. Daddy was talking to Mrs. Edelstein for quite a while, using big words again. Daddy handed her a few papers, and seemed to be explaining something to her. Eventually, they sat down, talked some more, and Mr. Edelstein joined them too. They were probably talking for about an hour. Within that time, me and Wyuna ran around playing tag. Emmett wanted to join us in tag, but he was slow, so we slowed down so he could catch up. He was about seven, going on eight next month, and he is small and cute. He has green eyes and black hair, but inherits Mr. Edelstein's pale skin. He is very funny, curious and gullible. Young and innocent, and very happy. He is also very talented. He can play the piano very well like his father. He tried teaching me once, but its a lost cause for me. I could never play the piano.
When they finally finished talking, Daddy said goodbye, and gave me a big hug, and left. A few minutes later, one of the supervisors, Mr. Beildshmidt, or as he calls himself, Mr. Awesome, walked in and greeted us with some new toys and a few puppets. He loves us, and is always bringing in new things to play with. I ran to him and gave him a big hug. He laughed and ruffled my hair. As I am writing this, he is baking cookies for us to eat. I love his cookies. They are like chocolate chip cookies but with M&M's in them instead.
A few other kids arrived too, like my best friend Newell Zeke. Mr. Edelstein is playing some really cool music right now, and Mrs. Edelstein is telling the younger kids a story. Oh, I'm going to have to put this diary away right now. Cookies are done!
4:46 PM
I'm worried and near tears right now. Pa is late for picking em up. Usually he gets here at four o'clock sharp, but he's late. No one told me he was going to be late. Emmett keeps climbing on me, and keeps telling me it's going to be okay, and that they haven't forgotten me. Mr. Awesome gave me extra cookies to make me feel better, and he also gave me a piggyback ride. I wonder what's taking so long for Pa to get here.
5:17 PM
I feel like a ninja. I just snuck into the office here and found the papers that Daddy gave them. I am trying to read it, but there are so many big words!
Oh, but I can try to guess what it's saying. It's about me, and it's from my doctor, Dr. Lupei. It's says stuff about how I should be closely monitored, checked for my breathing rate, see if there are any signs of nausea, hallucinations, changes in temperature or lack of memory.
Well, as far as I know, everything I see is real. I don't feel nauseous, and Daddy has kept track of my normal temperature. Memory, well, let me check.
My name is Peter Kirkland. I am 12 years old, and my birthday is on September 2. My real father is Arthur Kirkland, and my mother is unknown. My biological father abandoned me, so I put myself on eBay, where I was adopted by a new loving family. My Pa is Berwald and he is Swedish. My Daddy is Tino, and he is Finnish. My best friends are Newell Zeke, Wyuna, Emmett and Romeo Vargas. I love chocolate and melon juice.
Yup, memory is pretty good.
I don't understand the problem. I think Dr. Lupei is just paranoid that there is something wrong with me. I don't know if he knows what he's doing.
7:42 PM
Pa and Daddy came to pick me up at about five thirty and apologized for being late. They had to go do something, so they couldn't come get me in time. I was also told I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I bet Dr. Lupei is just making stuff up about me to scare my parents.
So I got ready for bed, Daddy took my temperature, and tucked me in. I asked if our dog, Hanatamago could come sleep with me tonight, but Pa said no, so I'm a little sad about that. I now lay here writing in this diary, wondering. Just, wondering.
Why can't I just be normal?
Next chapter coming soon! Also, I just want to clarify a few things.
Mrs. Edelstein is Hungary.
Wyuna is Wy
Newell Zeke is New Zealand. (I don't know any Zealandic names, so I just threw a name together)
Emmett, the son of Austria and Hungary is made up. Not based on any Hetalia characters.
Dr. Lupei is Romania. His full human name is Vladmir Lupei. Not an official name.
Romeo Vargas is Seborga
And Mr. Awesome, well, we all know who that is.