The Party

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Saturday

It was the day of the party and the day I thought I had broken all rules of being a bore. There was only 3 hours left and I had to get ready. After my long and relaxing shower, it was time to get ready for the party. I had never really put makeup on before so I decided to wing it, I must admit… I did look pretty gorgeous. I have never revealed any of my wishes from my diary, but I admit that one of them was to look gorgeous! I ticked off the wish from my diary, I felt like I was over the moon but I had many more wishes left. I was about to leave for my party, when my grandmother approached me, she wished me luck and I finally left.

I arrived at the party, and it looked like the most fun thing I had ever seen. I felt that if my everyday life was like this, I would probably be living on heaven right now. Everybody was dancing, singing and just enjoying themselves. I wanted to join them but I just couldn’t: what if they judged me and decided that I really was a fun person. As I looked around and gazed at the laughter of people, I realised that I had my diary full of wishes in my pocket. I decided to take it out and I wrote my latest wish (which I won’t reveal to anyone). As soon as I finished the wish my friend Sarah walked into the kitchen where I was and dragged me to the main room. She pulled me away to enjoy on the dance floor when 10 minutes later I realised I didn’t have my diary. I returned back to the kitchen when I had the chance, but the diary wasn’t there!

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