Dear Diary,
Life was its usual mess. I woke up with a coughing fit where my mom came rushing into the room stroking my back and handing me water.
She wanted me to stay home today. But I told her I wanted to go to school. After a bit of insisting she finally gave in and dropped me off.
Today there was a new boy in our class. His name was Edmund but he told everyone to call him Eddie. He had just moved with his family from England.
I liked hearing him talk as he was told to introduce himself in front of the class.
He had a really nice accent.
Love,
Annabel
YOU ARE READING
Dear Diary: My Last 100 Days
Teen FictionDear Diary, Leaving this world was not by choice. So since I had no choice I wanted to leave something precious of mine behind. With you I leave the last 100 days of my life. Love, Annabel
