Paris Smith is an ordinary girl who writes in a diary to show people a look into her life. Whilst writing, she needs your help to move the diary along. Hopefully, you'll help her. Along this exciting adventure she opens up to her life and giving you...
Hi, I'm back again! Right today we had PE and it was tennis, I was paired with a boy , then I kept beating him. When he had enough, he told the teacher I cheated. But it was just because the game was like taking candy from a baby. Literally. The boy acted like a baby and he had candy that I took from him so easily. So the phrase applies to me; it was so tiring. But, mum bought us some chicken today before I came back from school. The good news is, I got a book from school, here's one of the paragraphs in it:
Is it real?
My mum, Jane raises my chicken and chips over my head then lowers it down onto the table in front of me. I say to Zeus, "It was you talking, this is cool, you're the best dog ever!" The dog responded sighing, "But that's the reason no one wanted to take me home." I lowered my head and gave him a section of my chicken. Shortly, my mum spots me and says, "Don't give your food to the dog, he'll get plenty later." My brother objects, "Mum, leave her to feed him, she loves him." He says, stroking the dog with maturity. Zeus knew he had gotten away with it but I knew he had realised something.
So coincidental, right?! I mean, my mum's name is Jayne and I think I'm going insane right now from all the talking dogs. My cousin has a talking dog and a talking cat as well as a horse that sings. She actually does, awesome! Great, I've been writing so much I have to go to bed now, I've said too much...
Au Revoir...
Thursday 30th June, 2015
Hello, today I decided to do my entry after school and I came up with a new catchphrase, 'Bingo'! I think I'm turning into an old lady. Next thing you know, I'll be at the Oakland Retirement Home (ORH), no offense to the elders out there. By the way, remember my vacation to LA, mum moved the date to next week. But what about my education I hear you ask? I know, but my mum said it's fine.
We're packing now and I think my brother packed a Barbie doll, I wonder what that was doing in there? I just can't wait to get on the plane and boast to my brothers face that I can burp the alphabet too! I can taste it already, or do I just taste my brother and his stink scent. He hasn't bathed for three whole days. I'm almost scared to call him my brother. Whereas my mother is singing about LA with a sponge this time. Weird, am I right? Well, I might as well draw a plane to distract myself.
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I rushed it so it doesn't really look as pleasant as I thought it would. Well, I have to go, but I probably write again on the day we leave.
Can't wait...
Tuesday 6thJuly, 2015
Dear Commentators,
Today is the day I burp the alphabet, oh and we're off to LA! My mum finally told me where LA is, it's in America, California. Time to leave now, I hope I don't have homework when I come back because it's happened to my brother before. Ah, I don't care, it's not like Mr Wharton's dying, right? I forget to tell, my birthday is in a week. I'll be able to push my brother into the pool all day and I'll be in America. Rocket, Trixie and GTECH promised they would meet me there. So I told GTECH he couldn't talk about science, only sport or America. Which should be easy for him. Anyway in the Taxi now and I bet yellow taxi's are not from the moon. Sometimes, just sometimes, I feel my brother is so dumb, he can't seem to have a brain at times.
