Dear diary,
I'm so happy, I'm finally off to collage and I'm not turning back. Me and Jazz (my bestie) and going to kiwai for collage this semester and then Rome the next. I've dreamed of traveling the world ever since I was young. imagine it, a whole new world of adventures to explore a whole new everything; friends, schools, jobs, life I just cant wait. I don't really want to leave my grandma behind but I have no choice I want to be the best I can and be the best she wants me to be. I don't have any parents so she's all I got. my parents died in a plane crash when I was young so sometimes I think maybe if I'm on a plane I can connect to them better. its weird I know but that's just the way I feel. I leave tomorrow so its too late to change my mind now. and besides grandma just bought me this diary to write about the time I spend in different countries so I thought why not let me start with my last day in my hometown pequeña pueblo. I'm learning how to speak kiwain and Romanian really fast so I guess that's good. look its easy:
Bună ziua, numele meu kylie. Sunt optsprezece ani și sunt din âPueblo Pequeña (Romanian). ṣe o bi adie? (kiwain) well I've got to get some rest for tomorrow because the flights really early so ill see you tomorrow night diary xx
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Kiwai tale
Teen Fictionmy names kylie......... I'm eighteen and your reading my diary, grandma told me to write this so she could read all about my journey I guess its too late now. I guess sometimes we wish that we could go back and erase the bad and just hug them for on...
