The diary Delilah Portsman

Chapter 1: Welcome to my life

Hi! My names Delilah, and Today's my 15th birthday.....doesn't mean I'm anymore of a morning person. I just kinda laid there petting my cat Esker for what felt like 3 hours but was actually 5 minutes.
I pushed myself up basically flung myself off the bed. I slowly walked into the living room and plopped down on the couch.

"It smells great in here.." I said to my Aunt Evelynn who was making breakfast in the kitchen.
"I'm glad you like it medusa." She said putting a plate in front of me.
"Teasing your own niece! On her birthday! I'm wounded." I pretended to faint.
"Drama queen, just like her mother." She simply shook her head and walked away.
After breakfast I took a shower,brushed my teeth and got dressed.

I grabbed my guitar and my newest picture. Pet Esker one last time and put on my shoes.
"Aunt Evelynn! Aunt Molly! I'm leaving!"
"Ok be good!"
And with that I left and caught the bus.

I rode the bus until it stopped at the prison, I began to head to the gate. This is the part of my birthday that people say us is the worst, but honestly I don't mind it. I walked up to the the guard that opens the gate.
"Hey Jerry how ya doing!"
"Hey lilah, I'm fine, happy birthday, just go on ahead I know you're not dangerous,"
I started to walk when he yelled
"HOLD ON!"
I went back
"I know it's a guitar but protocol you know"
I handed him the guitar case he checked it then handed it back.

I went inside and waited with the rest of the family's, just then the guards started letting the inmates out. One of them was a 6 foot 2 man with white skin, brown hair and brown eyes, he also had the biggest and most cocky grin on his face. That's the moment I ran up him and hugged him.
"Hey dad, cocky as usual?"
"Hi sweetie, and Haha funny"
He grabbed me and ruffled my hair.
"Happy birthday Delilah....I wish I was able to do more for it.." he stopped for a second and then said "but I guess that's what I get for being and idiot, who chose some extra money over a stable life, look where it got me, doing 25 years in prison on charges of murder and smuggling!"
I rolled my eyes and said " You day this every year dad!"
"Because it's true, you have to bus here every birthday to come see me, I can't get you a present,and I am an idiot don't act like I'm not!"
"Actually speaking of presents." I pulled out the picture from my pocket, and gave it to him.
"Here I was able to get this for you."
I handed him a new school picture of me.
"You look great" he chuckled lightly
"You remind me so much of your mother"
My mother.... I'm always told that I'm just like her. She was really an amazing woman.

Dad and I talk until visiting hours where over, I gave him one last hug and he kissed me on the forehead then I left. I caught the bus again and rode it until it got to the grave yard.

I walked for 4 minutes until I stopped in front of a gravestone that read
"Coraline Portsman"
I sat down in front of her grave and put my guitar down and said
"Hi mom, it's nice to see you again, don't worry about dad his ok and still the same man you fell in love with,so I guess we should get to tradition?"
And with that I pulled out my guitar and started singing "Hey there Delilah" it was her favourite song, so much so that she named her daughter after it.

I finished the song and sat there for a little bit and once again went back the bus and went home.
"IM HOME!"
My Aunt Molly came out and said
"Welcome home lilah, you wanna open your present now?"
I hugged her and said "is that even a question?"
I sat down and Esker jumped up on my lap.
my day was wonderful, and I loved it.
That's the thing about me and my life it's complicated,but I love it and I love everyone in it. Yes even my dad. He still did raise my on his own for a little bit.
Life is great and I hope it stays that way...