-Entry 110-

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Dear journal,

     Jewels is keeping something from me. I can tell. I won't bother asking, because that'll result it a bruise on my gut, most likely.

     What could it be though? I'm curious. She's never this perky, or this defensive, about everything.

     Oh well.

     I met Emilia's brother. He doesn't like me. I think he just has trust issues. Not like I used to, and sometimes still do, draw with my knife.

      I made a painting of a baby for one of Daniel's friends. Hmph. I kind of feel like I've been used.

    Not to mention the fact that people are trying to be nice to me. I don't like it. Much.

-David

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