Dear Diary
Fathers due home today.
I don't know what to think, what to feel. Should I be happy to have this wonderfal man back into my life, or upset that , yet again, my life will not be private. I'm so proud of him, but also annoyed. Why did he have to do this to are family?
No, we're not even a family anymore. We are a bunch of people examined by the public eye everyday. Growing up with a farther that is away most of the time is never easy.
So you learn to appreciate what time you do have with him alot more than you used too, but in my household, we are never alone.
Our family was one of the first photographed in the UK. Just because father was involved in a war, a war that changed all of are lives, apparently he saved alot of people, too many to count. Since then the local newspaper has an article about our family every week.
It's not all it seems.
We have to be exciting, everything that we do has to be vibrant enough to write about. I hate this family! No. No I don't. I don't no anymore.
My family is made up of my Father, Mother, Audery, Thomas, Elizibeth and myself, Elda. Yes, i no that it is a rather large family. But i geuss, with the situation at hand, It's better to have a large group of people their for you.
I am the middle child, at the age of 14, with Audery above me at 16 along with Thomas, who is also 14. Elizibeth is only 2 years of age, so she's both the luckiest and happiest person in the family, in my personal opinun.
She's also the one that my mother seems to care about the most, but i am always the one that farther takes out with him to interviews, or places were he knows full well he is going to be photographed.
Once I finally plucked up the corage to ask him why this was so , he simply answerd "Because you are the most photogenic darling, the camaras love you"! I still don't understand.
To myself, i am a plain looking girl, with mousy hair and pale skin, with grey eyes to finish it off. But when I see myself in the photographs, everything about me becomes more defind, more existing. My hair, even in black and white, lookes glossy and helthey, as does my skin and my eyes stand out like a star to the night sky.So, that must be what he is on about.
Audery, on the other hand, is not plain at all. She loves the fame, and uses it to the best of her advantage. She has boys chasing her all over the gap. She wears alot of make up, wich i dont understand at all, seeing as it makes her look daft. even doll like infact, but she does not seem to mind in the slightest.
The frount door just opend. He is back. I shall return to writing when I am able.
Diary.
It was worse than i first belived. He dident even say hello. to any of us. He ran in, grabbed two slices of mothers freshly back bread, and dissapered again. mother dident seem to notice. Im worried about them.
He will come back. They always do. I no what this shall most proberly resolve in. Mother and farther have been arguing almost evrytime he returns. I think he is having a affair. Mums crying in her bedroom. i would go and see her, but the truth is, she's not her anymore. she's a desperate wife. she looks old. warn. tied out. she needs help.
Saying that. we all need help. Tomorow, i'm going to go in serch of it. Anyone. Anywere. I want my family back.
