I'm Lily. Lilypad to Saturn. Hello. Saturn said to write in a diary of my story, in case I die, and in the future, my diary can make the history book. I don't know, I feel like my story is boring.
My biggest secret would have to be that I've never had any other friends than Saturn. To be fair, Saturn was and is the only person I talk to, besides my mom and Saturn's mom, of course. Even though Saturn is homeschooled, Saturn manages to find friends. My hands are shaking as I write this. I'm usually calm and collected, but I can't manage to find that energy right now.
My mind is swerving in so many directions, now that I'm writing, because I have so much to write about. Is there something wrong with me?
There is one thing I need to say, and that would have to be: I want to travel. Travel the forest next to my house. Not run away, never, I love my mom, Saturn's mom, and Saturn. But, I want to explore. Explore past the comfort of my house.
"Lilypad!" Saturn sings. I jump as I didn't hear Saturn's footsteps.
"Yes?" I smile. Saturn giggles. "What?" I pout.
"You have pencil dust on your nose." Saturn continues giggling. Saturn walks up to me and wipes off the pencil dust with a handkerchief. You wouldn't really find people with handkerchiefs anymore, but that's Saturn for you. Always different than the rest.
