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A Moral Lesson of Sorts Janie, 8th grade
Dear Diary, July 21 I am miserable. My brother is officially a spoiled brat, and my parents literally think I’m invisible. I mean literally. Today at dinner everyone got everything on their plate and was eating until I noticed that there was no place set for me. When I started to comment on this, my Mom criticized me for complaining and suggested I get my own plate for once. Of course, my brother already had everything he needed, but I wasn’t stupid enough to point that out. Then by the time I got back to the table, all the food was eaten. I got mad about this, and my Dad said, ‘You should have taken less time if you wanted dinner. I’m sorry, but your brother was hungry.’ It was unbelievable. My stomach is rumbling, so I think I’ll go downstairs and rob the fridge of the carrots I bought while doing the shopping last week and hid where my mother never goes- the laundry room. She seems to think she’s teaching me responsibility by letting me run the household. All she does is control the desserts and the takeout meals. By the way, can I say hello? You are the first diary I have ever had. I bought you at Wal-Mart yesterday. I have a feeling we’ll be seeing a lot of Patiently waiting to be freed like in Cinderella, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby)
Dear Diary, July 31 I wonder if Cinderella is actually fake. I mean, I know the story is, but if I love someone, could even they save me from the eternal weight on my shoulders that is my parents? I don’t think so. But maybe when I’m older I will understand better. My brother’s birthday is in a month, so I better start saving my money. He isn’t the type to accept a homemade card and a gift card to Toys R Us™. He wants a video game. He doesn’t even have the system yet, but I know better than to ask my parents to buy that for him, ‘Be kind to your brother for once! It’s not every day your boy turns 6!’, or to ask for a raise in my allowance, ‘Don’t be so greedy!’, so I am going to have to raise the money myself unless I want to be a punching bag for my brother all year, and a favorite to punish for “picking fights at school“ for my parents. Still waiting patiently, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby)
Dear Diary, August 6 My parents are buying him a motorized scooter, except on 4 wheels. And he’s going to be allowed to ride it in the house! He’s also getting a little elevator, like a jumbo dumb waiter, so that he doesn’t have to climb the stairs and carry his bike, like a normal person. In exactly 24 days he will have his video games and his motor scooter. Getting impatient, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby)
Dear Diary, August 20 Haven’t written in a while. Been working to earn money. Going to throw it all away as far as I’m concerned. Don’t have much interest in video games. Good thing too, I doubt that he’ll let me play them, even if I do buy them. Got almost enough now. Gotta go, shift at 6:30. Stupid fast food restaurant, grease all over my favorite shirt. I hope he worships his games, for the effort I put in. Hating all siblings, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby)
Dear Diary, August 24 I quit my job at King McArby’s. I couldn’t get my homework done, so I started doing bad in school and got grounded for two C’s in a row. Now I’m doing yard work for other people to raise money. My brother is a very lucky boy. In eight days he will begin his birthday that lasts a week. 6 birthday parties. One for just mom dad me and him, one for him and his friends, 2 for grandparents, 3 for aunts and uncles. Plus I have to be at all of them, and have a present for all of them. With my family party I’m giving the gaming system, and the rest get games and remotes. My report card will be coming out soon, and so I have to work extra hard on extra credit. Too tired to hate anyone, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (bla bla bla)
Dear Diary, September 3 I wish I could run away from my home. It is terrible here. I am grounded for my A-, and because I didn’t have a present for my brother because the electrical store ran out before I got there. I got it the day after, and so I got one day taken off my sentence. Only one day! I’m going to brainstorm ways to get out of this place. I will get out. Hating my life, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby) Dear Diary, September 6 I’ve started thinking- why don’t I run away? My parents might miss me doing the chores, but it would be a good lesson for my brother to do something for a change. I could sneak food when I do the shopping, and I can easily sneak out in the middle of the night, cause my family are deep sleepers. This is a brilliant plan, I know it is. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I should go to sleep. Mine truly, (hahaha) Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby) Dear Diary, September 7 Okay. I’ve got my… · Backpack · Rope · 8 pairs of socks · 10 pairs of underwear · 5 shirts · 4 jeans · Jacket · Flashlight · Supply of batteries · Sleeping bag · Savings · Carrots · Soap · Blanket · Resume · Cookies · Plenty of bread · Peanut butter · Jelly · Girl scout knife Wow. I’m all packed and it looks nothing like the bandana on a pole I envisioned. All I have to do is figure out where to go. I’ll throw this in the closet and leave tomorrow night. Looking freedom in the face, Gabriella Sydney Horinsya (Gabby) Dear Diary, September 9 I did it. I am officially on my own. Literally, because it is about 3 in the morning and nobody in their right mind is awake yet. That is to say, me. Actually, I am sitting in my front yard. Wonderful moment of freedom. I just realized… My mom comes to kiss me good night sometimes. So maybe she’s not completely lost. And my dad still cares if I call him father instead of daddy. And I just realized that I love them, even if sometimes they don’t realize I saved up enough money but couldn’t buy him a birthday present, or that they accidentally make me do work when they try to teach me responsibility. So I thin k I’ll go upstairs and put away this stuff. After all, I don’t want to be late for breakfast.
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