Dear Diary,
You said you've never seen anyone wearing such strange clothes like mine. I contemplated telling you the truth, I wasn't from this era. You were confused when I specifically asked you for the year. I mean, why wouldn't you? No one asks for the year.
So instead, I asked if I could stay with you. You declined, so I made up a story. My father kicked me out of the house, and I have nowhere left to go.
You sighed, and brought me over to your house.
YOU ARE READING
The Diary Of The Us No One Will Know Of
Historical FictionI don't wish to forget you... so I wrote 'us' in this book
