I'm from a very famous family.
The Einstein. You know Albert einstein, he is my great great great grandpa. I always be everyone gossip. About how rich and how smart I am. For everyone I look like the most luckiest person Ever. But it feels nothing without a father besides me. He left me and my mother.
Only for project,that I don't even know. All for science,he gave up everything.
And finally disappeared from us.
I don't care about that,until yesterday. my mom reminded me about him.
It just make me...ughhh, FED UP!!!
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I come inside my father lab, and look around. I sit in his chair.
Read his books. When I look at his table. It seems doesn't right. A diary? I never know dad have a diary.
The book cover is white with golden border shaped plans and a beautiful hand writing written,"John EINSTEIN"
I read his first till twelfth page of his diary. Its written so nice. And full of concept of his machine. Until the thirteenth page...
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