Not quite what I seem

Introduction

10:31 Am.
    Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Dear potatoes :

Hi, I'm Desiree Carter.  I'm eighteen years old, my height is 6'7. I have a sixteen year old sister, Evon Carter. We both have dark colored hair, and grassy green eye's from our father. 

When I was four years old I super glued my dad to the rocking chair in the living room. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad more than I loved pranking people, and that was saying something. It was just fucking hilarious to prank people.

When I was six I was playing hide and seek with my neighbor, Ethan. I dressed up as a zombie and scared him so bad that he shit his pants. When his mom found out what I did to him, she forbade me from seeing him ever again. That didn't stop me though, actually me, and him are best friends. I used to prank his mom all the time, and he used to help me. She used to say that I was a demon, or that I was a spawn of Satan, now when she calls me that, I just laugh.

 I'm not as mean as I act. Pranking is my specialty sure, but I don't go too far with my pranks that I end up hurting people. . . not any more at  least.

Me and my sister were fighting one day when I was ten. I got so mad at her that I tried pushing her down the well that was in our front yard. If Ethan wasn't there, my sister would have died. I'm very grateful to have a friend like him.

When I was fourteen I started growing feelings for Ethan, but he liked my sister at the time, and she liked him. They dated for a few months before breaking up, because Ethan liked someone else. He dated my sister, hoping that the feelings he had for that person would go away, but they never did. After all this time I still haven't told him how I felt, nor did I ever find out who he likes.

Go to the kitchen and grab your favorite snack, and your favorite drink, because this is where shit gets crazy.    

Goodbye potatoes. I will talk to you tomorrow.