25th August 1939
Dear Diary,
Hi there! My name is Elizabeth Edwards, but my friends and family call me Lizzy, I'm 14 years old, and I live in an enormous house with my sister, brother, my mother and my father.
Rumours spread that the house we live in is filled with dark secrets, but I don't take any notice of it, ever since I've lived here, nothing strange has ever happened...I don't think...
Anyways, this entry isn't going to be long, I haven't got lots of time on my hands! I have my photo shoot in 20 minutes and still haven't done my hair, or put my shoes on. Mother will be furious, and so will father, so I better hurry.
I hope to write about more tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day, and so on!
I must go now, but I will write another entry tomorrow.
Now mothers shouting, I've really got to get a move on.
Bye diary,
Elizabeth
YOU ARE READING
The Orphanage
Historical FictionA 14 year old girl, with ambitions for a successful life, but everything seems to change, bombs everywhere, houses with dark orange flames escaping from them, spreading from house to house.... After fleeing her home with her family, she loses them...
