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.


13. The story of Rejection

Friday 22nd November

I really feel for Aunt Mira after reading both entries.

I asked him out and he said that he’d been thinking the same! He complemented my hair, my eyes and said I was beautiful! I am so glad that I have such a perfect boyfriend!

Go mum.

I asked him out at lunch. He said that he’s already going out with my twin, and that he would have said no anyway as he was not attracted to me like my sister. I said that we are identical twins, for goodness sake… but he said that it wasn’t about what we looked like. I’m obviously not a good person.

Poor Aunt Mira. She was the shadow to her twin. The twin that got the good grades. The twin that got all the friends. The twin that got a boyfriend.

This is why Aunt Mira was so furious that I had taken her diary. And probably the reason that she was reluctant to give me my mum’s diary. I wish that things had gone well for both twins. Maybe Aunt Mira would like me more.


Now, I appreciate all the little things. Like, all the details in mum’s diary that wouldn’t matter to anyone else, but seem so important to me. On her 13th birthday, she got a chocolate Labrador puppy. I’ve always adored dogs. I used to have a little West Highland Terrier called Sammy, but when I had to live with Aunt Mira, she refused to keep him and I had to give him to a rescue home.

It broke my heart; I loved the sweet little dog. It just made me even more hateful towards Aunt Mira, who seemed to delight in seeing me upset.

I laughed at all mum’s diary entries about her new puppy. I couldn’t stop myself from giggling at all Aunt Mira’s diary entries about the new puppy. Her name was Millie, and it seemed that she was very naughty. Mira wasn’t very keen on the puppy, according to her diary, and Kate loved her!

Reading these diaries has somehow connected me with my mum once again, it’s like I’m living with her but I am invisible – I know all the ins and outs of her life, but she doesn’t know it. Reading through my mum’s writing has made me realise just how much I love and miss her.

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