Dear Diary...

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    Dear Diary,


    My mother is going away on a business trip in Madrid! She's really leaving me alone for a year!!! But the sad part is that she won't leave me literally alone. She's making me go live with my father in the middle of nowhere, Australia. Don't get me wrong I love my dad and his new wife but I love the states more and leaving them is going to be very hard.
'It's only going to be a year mijah you will be fine' -_- She's delusional. My father has my older brother living with him. That's about the only thing that I'm looking forward to. I do miss him but still it's not worth going half way around the world to live with someone who you don't see as often as you should. Well I'm getting on the plane now so I guess this is all for now.

With love (hopefully I won't die on this plane)

Samantha Montgomery

      There weren't that many people on the plane as I thought there would be. My mom was going with me to make sure that someone actually does pick me up from the airport and then she's taking a connecting flight to Madrid. I wish she would take me with her but she says that I can't because of school and apparently my dad wants me to stay with him. What a big surprise there. I don't know why he wants me to stay with him and his new family. My mother was a big movie star. She did lots of movies. You would think that with so much money she could just hire a nanny or something but yet here we are because she doesn't trust me on my own. I could have stayed with Ella. My best friend since kindergarten. But mother knows best right. (Insert sarcasm)

    "Mijah (daughter) it's not that I don't trust you it's just that I would feel much better if you were with someone who I know will take care of you. Yo sabe que tu no eres mala but you have to understand that I care way too much and I'm just being overprotective of my baby." I had to admit that she was right but I was no saint. What is it with parents thinking that their kids are such good kids? I mean come on people do you not know he world we live in. But what she didn't know won't hurt her. I had to tune her out because she started talking about my father and how much she hated him and that he should have stood closer to home but his job was more important and blah blah. I wish parents came with a mute button because they talked way too much. I love her to death but she gets on my nerves sometimes.

     They've been divorced for years now you'd think that she'd get over it. It's not like he cheated or anything it's just that their jobs were more important than their marriage I guess. Why get married and start a family if you knew felt that somewhere down the line you would choose a career over the person you swore to love. I guess I just don't understand that.

    "Mami yo se, I know it's not that easy though. I'm turning 18 next month. I would have been fine but it's too late now. Besides I miss Avery. I'm looking forward to my senior year even if I had to leave my friends and my beautiful view of L.A. behind in return for your happiness." She flares at me. Knowing well that I'm just being over dramatic and I know it bothers her when I say things like that, but it's how I feel and she always told me never to keep things locked in.

    "That's my girl! I always wondered where you got your sarcasm from now I know that it's from your father. Oh how much fun it's going to be with you two in the same house for a year." Clearly I got the sarcasm from her, she just doesn't want to admit that to herself. I was the spitting image of my mother, in another life we were probably twins but I had the inner workings of my father. His complete twin. My brother had my fathers good looks and my mothers fierce attitude. Always the center of attention, both of them. The only difference is that Avery can't act to save his life or sing. He can however play the drums and several other instruments very well. That is probably the only thing that we have in common, that and our love for sports and cars.

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