The secret diary

Chapter 1

Good morning dear diary, it's Monday. I just woke up, and I'm really tired. It's so quiet inside the house, but outside the house the birds are signing. I got out of bed, opened up my wardrobe and started to pick out what I should have on today. I put on a white donut top, and a pair of black jeans. I'm putting my hair in a high ponytail before I get down to eat breakfast. When I came down to the kitchen the breakfast was already set on the table. We had milk, cereals, bread and topping for the bread. I wanted to be really unhealthy today so I'd make bread with cheese and ketchup on and then in the microwave for about 30 seconds. It may sound really disgusting but it is really good. After the breakfast I went back to my room. I opened up my computer, and started to look at old pictures of me and my old friends. The pictures are taken two years ago when we lived in a bigger place with neighbors and all kids running around the neighborhood, and not in the middle of nowhere. This place is really dead, I wish something could happen. It sounds crazy but anyways. I had so many friends there. I had Alicia, Sam, Ella and my old crush Chris. But we had to move because my mom always caused so much problems because of her drinking problems. I literally don't know anyone here, and that's because no one lives here. I hate to be the only teenager here. I think that I'm the only kid here. The pictures took up so much old memories, and I felt all the tears start tearing down my face. I closed my computer with panic, laid down in my bed and just tried to calm myself down. After a while dad screamed from downstairs that the dinner is ready, I calmed myself down and answered with a yes I'm coming paps. Before I went down I went to the bathroom to wash my face so all the tears and redness would disappear.
We ate Mac n cheese with meatballs, that's our kinda every day food. It was silent around the table, no one didn't make a noise. I knew that something wasn't right. I few minutes went by and my mom and dad started yelling at each other. My mom was drunk again, it didn't really surprise me. I didn't finish my dinner, I left my plate on table and ran up in to my room. Hours went by and I could still hear they're yelling. When the night came I took out my pajama from the wardrobe, I changed clothes. Washed my face, brushed my teeth and made two hair braids. I crawl in under my blanket, looked thru my phone like every night. I couldn't fall asleep, I had to much thoughts in my head. And to much energy to, I got up from the bed and started to dance around my room. I jumped around a little. My head started to spin around so I got back to bed. I yawned a few times. I wrote the last sentences in my diary. I dowsed my lamp and fell asleep.
Goodnight dear diary.