Chapter 10: Diary of C.F.S.

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April 2nd, 1963. Diary of C.F.S.

Hello! My name is Cassidy felicity stewart, but you can call me cassidy! I've never written in a diary before. dad gave it to me for my 15 birthday a while back but i havent written in it yet so i decided to pick it up today. I dont know what to write about yet but im sure ill find something eventually. also i forgot to mention this sooner but some of my friends call me cass and so do my brother and sister so you can call me cass too. i dont know whos reading this though or if anybody ever even will read this.

i think diaries are weird because its like talking to somebody but you get no response (i think.) i dont know if i like that or not because i like talking to people very much but i dont like telling people personal things somtimes. My sister is usually trustworthy but she blackmails me if i make her mad. My brother is nice but i havent seen him in a while since mom kicked him out. I hope mom doesn't kick me out.

I am the youngest out of everybody in the family which is cool but also not cool sometimes because i dont have as much freedom as Fredrick and Zoe do but i still have cool stuff. i like my family very much though so i am very lucky with that. My best friend's name is Cheryl. We hung out last weekend. I like Cheryl because she's always willing to see the good in everybody. She's patient and she gets along well with my family. She also has a really good taste in fashion and she's super pretty. Lots of boys like Cheryl but she never seems that interested in anybody else. I wish lots of boys liked me but I'm not that pretty.

Sometimes Cheryl gets really emotional and then it's up to me to make sure she feels better again. I don't mind, but it stresses me out. Cheryl is a good friend though, so she's worth it. My sister Zoe isn't doing very good with school, so my mom is harder on me to make sure I don't end up like her and my brother. It has been a while since i've seen my brother fredrick and I don't know what he's doing now but I hope he's alright. I bet he is. My brother is super smart, he's usually able to get himself out of pretty much anything with his charm and all that. He's also very charismatic and people say he's good looking. I don't know why Im surrounded by "good looking" people all the time and im not even good looking at all. It isnt fair.

I forgot what else I was going to write so Im gonna sign off i guess. Fredrick is visiting tomorrow for his birthday. We might go to the beach. It's nice there so I hope we do. I'd like to bring Cheryl too. The beach is closeby. Me and Fredrick like to go there whenever he stops by. Sometimes Zoe will go too but she usually ends up doing her own thing. Okay, I'm signing off for real this time.

4/4/63

Hi, it's me again. Yesterday me and Fredrick did go to the beach. Its practically in our backyard, its so close. I didnt swim but i did make a sand castle. Fredrick decided he would stay a little bit longer here. Mom is going shopping with Zoe. Dad is making some food and Fred is taking a nap. Its kind of boring here right now. I asked Cheryl if she wanted to hang out but she was busy.

I dont really have anything to write about today, but yesterday when Fred and I went to the beach we found a little bottle full of blue purple stuff. It was very very pretty so I decided to keep it. Its in my room now. I dont know what Im going to do with it. I considered asking Mom about it but shes shopping.

Cheryl says that we can have a sleepover next weekend. Im excited for that. Today is a Thursday so that will be soon. Im going to stop writing until something interesting happens.

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It's 9:00 now. Mom told me to go to bed but I dont feel like it. Zoe and Fredrick and I made Cherry pie today for dessert. That was fun. Fredrick didnt really help though. The closest he came to helping out was doing all the taste testing and repeatedly asking us if the pie was ready yet. He's been on an eating binge since he visited, which is good I guess? He does look pretty thin. But the pie was good.

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