Dear diary,
Again, I am writing in this book. I don't know why, people say it is only for losers. I know it's not true, but something inside me would do anything to try and fit in. Yes, Beth is a lovely friend. But it would be amazing to have another friend.
Ruth and Ben, my foster parents, were home this afternoon when I came home from school. Normally, they are out with their real kids, but today they were home with another couple. Who are these people?
Well, they turned out to be Beth's foster parents. Then, I asked myself, why are they here? Again, the answer came out quickly. Beth had run away and nobody knew where she was. Obviously, I was devastated. My only friend, my only hope, gone.
Then earlier today I came down for dinner and my foster brother had eaten my dinner in seconds. I asked for more food, but nobody would let me anywhere near the kitchen. Each time I tried to sneak in, they would yell and hit me. But this time they got a spatula and hit my hand. They should be the one's being punished. After that, I ran straight up to my room, packed my suit case and left through the window.
I had a couple of ideas on where Beth might be. Hopefully we will be able to live together in peace.
I will share more of my story tomorrow,
Isla
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Dear Diary
Non-FictionA diary on a bullied foster girl, who has basically given up on hope while living with mean foster parents. This is until she runs aways and falls into the hands of a nice newly wedded couple who are looking to start a family.
