Diary of A Spoiled Little Rich Girl

Monday April 1st 2015

So Patricia dropped me off at school and went to the hospital. All I wore today was a pair of Nike sweats with a matching hoodie and my black and gold Nike's. Patricia suggested that I go to a private school and I refused. She just doesn't get it. I don't want to be a spoiled little rich girl anymore.

Later that day...

I am currently sitting in dad's room listening to music with my headphones in while Patricia went to get something to eat. She was smiling when she walked out. Something is going on and nobodies telling me. I asked the doc if dad was getting better and he said he didn't know and it's hard to tell. Why was she smiling then?

Even later that day...

So dad woke up and I found out the reason why Patricia was smiling when I walked in. Little bitch. I totally forgot it was April Fools Day. Dad always pulls a prank on April Fools. I was sitting in dad's room listening to my music with my headphones when a pair of scissors cuts my headphone cord. My first thought was "I'm going to kill whoever did that. Those were my favorite pair of Beats." When I look I see my father standing there with his everyday clothes. I jumped up and hugged him. When Patricia and the Doctor walked in.