Dear Diary....

Going to the "library"

Dear diary,
Today I'm writing without being told. My dad had a little to much to drink last night and he forgot to remind me so I thought he would be pleased to hear I wrote something. Today I visited the "library" code name for cemetery. I know if I told dad anything about death he would probably shrivel up and die. I told mom stories and we shared grades and it was great! So as my dad sleeps I will think of things to say tomorrow to you.

Sincerely,
Jane