26th August 1939
Dear Diary,
Sorry about yesterday! It was hectic, let me tell you, I'm at home now: waiting for father to return from work and my sister to return from school.
I was always uneasy at schools, to me they were big, scary buildings full of children whom all I didn't know, but now that I think about it, it would be really fun to go to school...
Enough about school, let me tell you more about me!
My full name is Elizabeth Edwards, my brother is called James, and my sister is called Tallulah. Mother and father don't like other people knowing their names unless it's urgent, so I won't tell you their names.
My brother is 11, my sister is 15, and I'm 14 years old. I always wanted to be the older child, but at least I'm not the youngest!
I have a photo shoot every Thursday morning, dance every Tuesday; and, sewing lessons every Monday and Wednesday, so I don't do much on Friday, Saturday or Sunday.
But, my house isn't all that boring! I'm always sliding down the spiral staircase, talking to paintings, and even more weird stuff that fascinates me.
I'm going to ask mother if I can go to school, because I think that I could be pretty good at school, and be very successful, just like my mother. She's a famous painter, I've always wanted to learn how to paint, so father has booked a few lessons for me to see if I'm interested enough to have the ambition to be a painter when I grow up.
I hope that's enough for today, my hand is starting to ache, so I'm going to stop writing now, I'll write more tomorrow!
Bye diary!
Elizabeth
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The Orphanage
Ficción históricaA 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...
