" Where is it? Can't find it!! " * CRASH *
Belle was sleeping gracefully in her most comfy, baby blue bed and was RUDELY and MOST UTTERLY woken up in an instant. She twitched, then slowly got up, almost as if she was unsure of herself. She started to walk, half asleep, to her Mum's room, forgetting that she wasn't there. She opened the door and was ASTOUNDED to find that the room was in a horrid state! Papers flying, make-up boxes shattered on the ground and right next to her mums bedside table, she found something quite valuable. It was her Dad's profile as well as anything else she needed to know about him. ' I have to check this out ' thought Belle and grapped the bundle of papers then hurried down to her room, forgetting about the questions that remained.... Why was the room in that state? Who had done this? And why?The next morning the babysitter was already down stairs and ready for the day. As for Belle, she stomped down the stairs with her pyjamas still on, and seemed pretty bored if you ask me.
Dear Diary,
it is morning and I'm just downstairs eating my breakfast, with my boring, snobby babysitter...... Anyway, last night something rather peculiar happened. Not that it matters... So, the real news is that I found all of Daddy's information! I don't exactly remember how I did, BUT I GOT IT! I wonder what to read first? Gosh all my life I've been wanting to know this and I have it now, I really do! GOT TO GO TO SCHOOL BYE DIARY! I'll wright to you at playtime.* Belle has just arrived to school and is waiting for the bell to ring as someone walks by. *
" HEY! How's your daddy little miss loser, " mocked a slightly older blonde haired girl.
She wore a hot pink jacket, her long locks almost seemed to decorate it.
" Leave me alone Stacie " Belle muttered under her breath and managed to shove her out of the way as she stumbled off to class.
" and today, we will be learning about fractions, what are fractions can anyone tell me? " said a confident, perfect haired man to the class.
" Belle Monnet! You're late! " He spoke firmly.
" Sorry sir, I had some distractions on my way.... "
" alright, alright. Homework please Belle? "
" What homework? " Said Belle alarmed, her eyes squirmed.
" English, you received it on Friday. "
" Who gave the sheets out?! " Belle said almost seeming puzzled.
" Stacie did..... " replied the teacher in a confused, angry way.
" Sorry sir, "Belle finally blurted out.
Stacie gave her a sly smile.* at playtime *
Dear Diary,
I am back and more upset than ever. Stacie got me into trouble and once again teased me about Daddy. GOSH HOW MUCH I'D LIKE TO HAVE THE NERVE TO TELL HER. If only Daddy was alive, he would show her who's boss. Oh well, as Mummy would always tell me: ' you only have one life to live ' and I will live it, no matter what happens!
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A life with a mysterious babysitter
Mistério / SuspenseBelle Monet, a girl who has no father anymore and is left at home alone every day with her babysitter! Figuring out what a peculiar sort of babysitter she is and experiencing violent madness for her mother has been wanted dead. That´s not the end, f...