The Mystery of the Writing Urge

I am writing about my holiday in France.
I haven't been abroad for ages. Only been once. I'm Nia Collins... and I can't stop writing.
What's come over me?!
THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL TO THIS BOOK!!!

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2. The First Page

3/3/2012 6.00am
Dear diary...
Ooh, the first page of my diary!! Finally, we got on the plane and it made me travel sick. My heart thudded, and I knew it was just the motion sickness. But no, I saw a large rock, that went all the way to space. What is it?? No, not Mount Everest. We're in Europe! And it's taller.
"Mum!! All those rocks!! Sprouting from nowhere!! Diaries like mine are falling off it!! It has the initials NW on it like a big stamp!"
It also had a FREE DIARIES sign. NW... Nora Westwood? The horrible headmistress in my school? Miss Westwood is a terrible teacher that picks on everyone but her daugher Jenny Westwood (favouritism!!). She taught us last month and this is what she said:
"MATHS SEATS, CHILDREN. HENRY, STOP PICKING YOUR NOSE, NIA, YOUR BREATH SMELLS OF GARLIC..." Yeaaaah, rubbish. "Jenni, sweetpea, you're so well behaved!!" BAAH!
I don't think Bora Wettypoop would do such a thing. What do you think, diary??
Nia xx
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