Diary of Kate

Chapter 1

August 7, 1872

Today is my 6th birthday, but it wasn't all that fun since Daddy wasn't at my party. Mommy said it was because he had important things to do at work.

I asked her if it was more important then my birthday. I wish I hadn't asked mommy that because she started crying. She used up a whole entire tissue box. I felt really bad.

Daddy came home a couple hours later, but it felt like a couple of years later. He stumbled in the the doorway and gave me the diary that I'm writing in right now. I think he was very tired because his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept on tripping over nothing.

I'm starting to get a bit tired, hopefully tomorrow will be better than it was today.