Date: February 25, 2005.
entry #1
Hi, I’m Alex Williams Jr.. I am ten years old, I am quite tall for my age and maybe a little bit old to be doing this journal thing. Well, it’s what Dawn(that brat of a girl) has told me to do. No, let me scratch that. I think the word “ordered” would just fit best. Yes, she ordered me to fill this thing up whenever I feel like it in order for me to unload some of my emotions. And may it sound as though she said that because she was worried of my emotional condition, I am aware that her ass is just pissed because ever since I got here at the U Matter orphanage which was just four days ago, I kept on crying and talked to almost no one(only talked with Ms. Ava, the orphanage directress so far). Just earlier, I had another of that crying episode when Dawn(who introduced herself as someone who became an orphan and stayed here the longest) approached me with a poker face(which I think is also her pissed-off face)— wait, why do I keep on enclosing statements inside all these open and close parentheses? Dawn told me that this journal’s purpose is for me to pour out my inner thoughts but why am I having inner thoughts inside my inner thoughts and enclose it in an open and close parentheses like this is normal? Hold up, did that even make sense? Anyway, when Dawn(who looked real pissed)— [(oh wow, I'm doing it again)]. Sorry. Back to the real story for real this time, when Dawn asked me what was wrong but failed in her attempt to talk with me because I refused to answer, she stormed off in front of me and came back seconds later, carrying this very journal I am writing to right now and she said: "If you don't want to talk to anybody and will just keep on crying every time I see you and honestly, you are pissing me off and won't even respond to me, just write in this journal the things that are bottling up inside you that's never making you not cry EVERYDAY since you came here because it seems as if you are not ready to talk to anyone about it." Oh and also, before she disappeared in front of me, I remember her saying, "talking it out helps you just need to find me whenever you are ready." If she's being kind or if she's simply pissed because of my crying series, that I wouldn't know. All I know is that she's bossy for someone who's just around my age but whatever— me writing in this journal is like me following the boss' order. Plus I think writing helps but I think this is all it for my first writing assignment since I still refuse to talk about the reason why I'm always crying or why I ended up here at the orphanage. I'm never going to be talking about all those stuff. Not to anyone, not to Dawn and not even to you, journal.
p.s.: Oh and have I mentioned that I think I heard Dawn saying that her last name was Williams when she introduced herself earlier? I think I didn't and I also think that it's quite weird that we have the same last name.
