As you can tell, it is very late. Or very early depending on how your brain functions with time. Anyways, I am currently laying in my aunties spare bed and writing in this story that, most likely, no one will read.
Your probably wondering why I'm at my aunties house. Well, my mother thought it would be fun if her and I came here for a visit and stayed over night. I have many reasons why this would not work with me:
1.)I like my bed, not other people's.
2.)My kitties aren't here.
3.)I have to watch the million children that my cousins bring over for my auntie to take care of (she needs a break or something)
And 4.)She didn't talk to me about any of this! She told me Sunday that we were coming here (I really hate when she does that!)!
Your probably thinking what the fuck is this girls name. Well my name is Andy and yes, I am a girl. So many people asked me if I was a boy or a girl, especially in grade 4 when I had an Ellen haircut (there's nothing wrong with your hair Ellen, love you!). I have an older brother named Jason, he's in grade 12 and a big butt head. But I love him to death. Speaking of my brother, I miss him a lot. He's gone on his senior trip to Europe and I miss him tons.
Well, I think 200 and something words are good enough for my first diary/story/biography/whatever entry. I've told you a bit about myself, so that's all you get right now.
~Andy💯
YOU ARE READING
The story of my life.
Literatura FaktuThis is the story of me,Andy. I am nearing the end of grade eight and will most likely have a lot of obstacles in high school. Wish me luck in my weird, awkward, amazing life. ~Andy
