The Life and Lies of Me

My name is Esme. Ever since my parents died in a car crash, my sister is the closest person I've got...even though she hates me. Love is in the air for a while. A diary is the best part of my life right now. It's amazing what just letting go of your emotions really does to you.
I live with my Aunt Mira who has a grudge against me, godness knows why. After stealing her diary, I can find out my aunt's secrets too. I miss my old friend, but will a new boyfriend make things better... and will the love last? I just want to know the secrets of the past, and the secrets of my mum and my aunt - the twins that never got on.

With secrets, lies and the twists and turns of life, Esme will discover the mysteries that you don't even find in stories.


23. An Unwanted Arrival

Saturday 15th December

Life has taken a turn for the better. But I’m not as thrilled as I should be. I’ve missed Rose; our short friendship was one of the best I ever had. It maybe even beats me and Keira’s friendship. After all, when I was with Keira…It was like, she was the leader and I was the follower. She was superior, ever since Nursery. I liked her, and she liked me, but I guess she can’t help that she’s a bit bossy at times. On the other hand, with Rose and me, we are on completely even terms. There is no leader or follower. We respected each other’s wishes and actions, deciding together what to do, what to play.


Keira’s back.


I know, I know… I should be ecstatic – my long gone best friend that I’d known all my life was back from America, back with me. But I’m not. I feel as if a part of me is gone - the part that is Rose. I miss her. She’ll wake up soon. I know it. Rose is strong and she can fight it. For now, I have to be satisfied with Keira’s return. Gosh, I’m making a right fuss about all this. Don’t get me wrong, it was great meeting Keira and all her family at the airport. They were all there – Keira and her sisters, Jasmyn and Darcey, as well as her brother, Sam, and her parents. It had only been a year since I last saw her, but when I looked into her eyes, it felt like longer. Keira looked so much more grown up! The sun had tanned her immensely, her naturally beautiful face was smothered in make – up, her lovely locks had been straightened. It was a shame; I loved Keira as she was before. What had America done to her? At that moment, she looked more like Carly. Not the Keira I knew. Notice that I use the past tense.

I bet Savannah had an impact on this…thing. Keira looked so plastic she might as well be a Barbie doll. I should give her to Mollie as a Christmas present.

You may be thinking – Why? Her father lost his job. He was working in a big business firm, and they closed down. Simple.

Keira even spoke with a slight American slang accent as well! It’s not really her fault though, I guess. When I told her all about Aiden, Carly and Ashleigh-Rose, she seemed interested. At least, I think she was interested. If she was bored, than I don’t care. I can go on about Ashleigh-Rose as much as I like – She went on about Savannah all the time.

Keira didn’t approve of me talking about Rose as a close friend. For a minute, I thought she was jealous. When I mentioned that she was in a coma, I heard Keira mutter under her breath, “Thank god.” Why was she being so rude? She never gave Rose a chance. How can she judge? That was when I realised that Keira isn’t such a perfect person on the inside after all.


I just want Rose. Rose, please wake up. I want you as my best friend. I'm trying to make you open your eyes. I've talking to you, like the nurse said. And I'll keep talking until you can be with me again. I miss you, Rose.


Leave me alone, Keira.


Stop pestering and go away.


Go back to your precious Savannah for all I care.


I just want Rose.

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