Entry 9

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Entry 9, 10 and a half years old

Dear Diry,

I visited Darcy in the hospital yesterday. She was there but she wasn't sick and nothing was broken. It wasn't a normal hospital. There were all kinds of people there but no one was broken outside. They were all broken inside. Mommy had to go in alone and leave Drew and I out here. Drew looked really uncomfortable and I tried talking to him and asking questions but he ignored me and played on his phone or avoided it. I was very bored so I got up and made conversation with the lady at the desk. She was nice and old too. But I don't think age or looks matter all that much is someone is nice to you. I asked her questions and she told me the people here are different and think differently than us. They are more negative than us most times. She wouldn't tell me about Darcy except that she is fine for now. She asked me if I liked Disney and put on my favorite movie, the aristocats, on the waiting room monitor. I like the movie because I think that maybe someday I can have a dad in my life like the kittens, even if he isn't my real dad. I'd still love him just as much. I was my dad were here, he might be able to tell me what was going on. Halfway through the day Matt's mom picked me and Drew up. Drew got dropped off at his friend Weston's house. Weston is nice enough so I think it's fine that my brother was there. I went to Matt's house and ate pudding and played outside and we watched TV. I slept over at Matt's house on the couch, and Matt's mommy brought me Catty Daddy and my pillow and blankets. Mommy didn't kiss me goodnight that night. Matt's mommy did.

The next day which is today i went home. Mommy said Darcy was home but to not bother her too much because she wasn't feeling well. Drew listened to her and went upstairs to his own room. I asked why and mommy told me shes had a rough couple of days. Then she told me a story about her and Dad when they were younger before shooing me off so she could call someone. I hid on the stairway and heard her call someone Harry. She told him a lot of things I didnt understand but they must've been bad because I saw mommy crying. I left after that because it hurt. Even though mommy said not to i went into Darcy's room. She was laying on her bed, not even under the covers, curled up in a ball staring blankly at the wall. There werent even any posters on that side of the wall. I noticed little case on her beside table with pills in them. They were labeled for every day of the week. I didnt touch them. I said hi to Darcy but she didn't say hi back. I tried asking he what was wrong. I touched her jewelry box. She hates me touching her stuff. Nothing. I told her that she was an okay sister but not when she ignored me. She still didn't do anything. I told Darcy she smelled like poop today. I also told her that I still think daddy is coming. I said that I spelled because b-a-c-u-z even though I know the real way to spell it. I told her the alphabet spelled wrong. I told her I was telepathic. I told her I wrote "Diry" instead of "Diary." She didn't respond. She didn't call me stupid. I left.

What is happening?

Anna Marie

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