A little snippet of a story I wrote for a friend in Norway who's daughter needed to write a story in English. I wrote a little piece of it for her. I think it's cute.
Dear Diary,
Monday: Today was not a good day, each day I am a little weaker and some days it's hard to get out of bed. Today was one of those days. It was raining outside and I wanted to feel the rain on my face and see the clouds before the summer comes and everything is dry. I remember walking to school with my friends holding our umbrellas and looking for worms on the sidewalk. Splashing in puddles was so much fun. I miss playing in the puddles and holding my umbrella.
Dear Diary,
Tuesday: The sun was out today and so was I. Mother helped me to the back yard where I sat in the warm sun and drank lemonade. My friends came by to see me after their football game. They looked like they were having so much fun. I wish I could play football one last time before I go. Grandma and Grandpa called today too. I love and miss them so much. They live so far away and I won't ever get to see them again. I remember seeing them last year. It was so nice to sit in Grandma's kitchen and talk about everything going on in my life while Grandma and I made cookies. Grandma is not like mommy, she likes to do all the things I liked to do. Mommy is always so busy and never likes to make cookies with me. I wish I could make cookies with grandma one more time.
Dear Diary,
Wednesday: Today I went to the doctor. He is not a very nice person but his nurse is so very nice to me. The doctor said things look worse and I won’t make it to next autumn. I so wanted to see the leaves change one last time. Autumn is my favorite time of year. I love the crisp nights, the changing leaves and the bright clear days. It makes me sad to think that I will never see another autumn in my short life. Grandma and grandpa live far away and it is autumn where they live right now. I wish I could go live with them for the rest of my life and have another autumn and be with them some more. Mother is very worried about me and the rest of the family. Dad is always sad and doesn’t like to talk to me. He comes into my room at night when he thinks I am asleep and touches my face and hair. I can hear him crying but I don’t know what to say to make him feel better.
Dear Diary,
Thursday: Today was the best day ever. Mom took me to town and we got a new computer. We were able to hook up a camera and talk to grandma and grandpa. It was so nice to see them. Grandpa brought in a leaf from off of the tree in his front yard. It was bright yellow. He is going to send it to me. I talked to grandma for hours. She seemed so close, like I could almost touch her. It makes me sad when I think that I will never be able to touch her again. I am glad though, that I can see and talk to her. Mom says I can talk to them on the internet every day that I want to.
Dear Diary,
Friday: Robert came by to see me. Robert is so cute and I have liked him for 8 months. I was embarrassed to have him come into my room but also so very excited to see him. I had to try very hard to not act excited though. I don’t want to scare him off. He sat on the edge of my bed and we talked about school and all our friends there for a long time. There is a party tomorrow night and he asked if I might be well enough to go with him. Mom said maybe. HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE!!!! It would be awesome to get to go to a party with Robert. I hope I feel good enough to go.
Dear Diary,
Saturday: I woke up feeling very tired and sick. I pretended to feel well though as I don’t want mom telling me I can’t go to the party with Robert. I think mom knows I don’t feel that well but is going to let me go anyway. Does she know I like Robert? Mom sent me up to my room to rest and get ready for the party. I don’t feel well but am too excited to sleep. I will write more after the party…
OH MY GOSH!!!!!! Robert kissed me at the party!! It was so wonderful. I was so sick going to the party but when I got there I forgot all about everything and had such a good time. Robert and I were sitting on the couch in the living room and everyone ran out into the yard to play a game. Robert was so nice to stay behind with me. We were talking and he got so close. He told a joke and while I was laughing he moved in close and kissed me. It was so wonderful. We kissed a few more times and then stupid Karen came running in to tell Robert something. Not long after mom came and got me and I had to go home. I wonder if I will get to kiss Robert again before I die. I would love to kiss him a 1000 times.
Dear Diary,
Sunday: Mom wanted me to stay home, but I went to church anyway. I love seeing my friends at church and singing the hymns. They make me feel so good and give me hope. I know that when I die, I won’t be gone forever but just in another place, a very good place where I will no longer be sick.
Dear Diary,
Monday: Another week has started and all my friends are still in school. I miss school. WHAT?? I miss school? I never thought I would ever say that but I do. I miss seeing all my friends and having fun and seeing Robert. I wonder if Robert will come by and see me today. I hope that mom will leave us alone in my room. Maybe Robert will try to kiss me again…..
Robert did not come by today. I am so sad. I sat in bed and watched some birds building a nest by my window. I wonder if I will live long enough to see them lay eggs and watch the eggs hatch.
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