Chapter 4 -
That night as I lay in bed I couldn't stop crying. I missed my parents so much. I hate living here with Emmy. I miss my friends back in New York. I miss Derrick. I wanna go home!
After finally going to sleep I woke up the next morning screaming. Emmy ran in "what's wrong?! Are you hurt?!" I stopped screaming and looked around. It was just a dream. I shook my head "no I just had a bad dream. Sorry for worrying you" "Oh it's fine as long as your ok." I nodded and she went back downstairs to make breakfast. A few minutes later I went downstairs and ate pancakes with Emmy. She wasn't a bad cook.
Later that day Emmy asked if I wanted to help with the laundry. I told her no and that I was going to take a nap. I went up the the guest room. No, my room. It's my room now. I sighed and pulled out my note book.
Dear dairy,
I miss my parents a lot. I think about them all the time. I wanna go back to New York. Why me? Why did this have to happen to me?
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More soon!!(:
