From the Diary of a young girl

Anne's Kitty📒

Writing in a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me. Not only because I've never written anything before, but also because it seems to me that later on neither I nor anyone else will be interested in the musings of a 13- year- old schoolgirl. Oh well, it doesn't matter. I feel like writing, and I have an even greater need to get all kinds of things off my chest.
"Paper has more patience than people." I thought of this saying on one of those days when I was feeling a little depressed and was sitting at home with my chin in my hands, bored and listless, wondering whether to stay in or go out. I finally stayed where I was, brooding: Yes, paper does have more patience, and since I'm not planning to let anyone else read this stiff- backed notebook grandly referred to as a 'diary', unless I should ever find a real friend, it probably won't make a bit of difference.
Now I'm back to the point that prompted me to keep a diary in the first place: I don't have a friend.
Let me put it more clearly, since no one will believe that a 13- year- old schoolgirl is completely alone in this world. And I'm not. I've loving parents and a sixteen- year- old sister and there are about 30 people I can call friends. I have a family, loving aunts and a good home. No, on the surface I seem to have everything , except a friend, a one true friend.
All I think about when I'm with friends is having a good time. I can't bring myself to talk about anything but ordinary everyday things. We don't seem to be able to get any closer, and that's the problem. Maybe its my fault that we don't confide in each other. In any case, thats just how things are, and unfortunately they're not liable to change. This why I've started the diary.
To enhance the image of this long -awaited friend in my imagination, I don't want to jot down the facts in this diary the way most people would do, but I want the diary to be my friend and I'm going to call this friend "Kitty".