the girl that coped

this story was written by me when i was about 11 and i was feeling a little upset at the time and thought that my life was awful. i then wrote a diary of someone who has had a more difficult life then me and when i feel upset i always think of my story. i hope you like it as it is an emotional story about a poor little girl who has alot of tragedy in her life.

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3. yet another disaster

 

Dear diary,

I got up extra early to have a bath and went down for breakfast because I was so excited to go to school! But today Mary was ill and her friends were on a school trip so I was alone. When Juliana saw me she helped me find some other friends and how to make one, first she said just smile and wave sometimes. Say hi. Ask if they want to play. Ask if they want to be friends. And when the school day was over I had made 6 new friends I was over the moon, Juliana and will took me home and when I got back home I found out that Mary was so ill that she died in her sleep! How could my life get any worse?!?  Nobody touched there curry dinner but I was hungry so I did exactly the most, sneakiest but not naughtiest thing: “I am going to put my dinner in the bin” I said, mum said “OK, don’t forget to wash your dish” it was awkward because everyone just sat there like vegetables. I didn’t say anything because it would just come out wrong or they would take it the wrong way so I simply put my dinner in a tub in my rucksack and then took it to my room (I am eating it now) well that was good but I don’t want to go to school tomorrow because although I have friends, my sister, Mary, has just died because she had a bad flu could swine flu. I have experienced this before, you know a close person dying, and I don’t like it. One day I want to invent something which will make sure no one will ever die or have to see a loved one pass away.

Good morning diary,

I am not going to school today and neither is will and Juliana, mum and dad aren’t going to work but they are taking us somewhere later but we have to wear black. So let me get changed and when I come back I can tell you all about it.

8 hours later …

 I am crying because they took me to a graveyard to have something called a funeral for Mary. I have never had never seen such a sad place, we didn’t do this for mother. We put her body in a box called a coffin and lowered her under the ground and we threw some soil on top, dad said “she is up there now” while pointing to the sky “she will look at us and smile, don’t you worry Marie we can still talk to her” but when he said that I thought how? Well mum is calling me downstairs but I can’t smell any dinner I will be back in a minute.

 I just spoke to Mary, all you have to do is go down on your knees and talk and at the end you say amen. Also we watched a little film from Mary she said “Will, please look after Juliana and Marie and Dad” he replied as if she was there “don’t worry little sis I will” Mary also said “Juliana, please help look after Marie and also look after Mum.” Juliana cried then  Mary added “mum and dad just remember i love you guys and just because I am gone doesn’t mean I am not there, just look in your heart and you’ll find me” I cried on that message and then Mary said “ Marie, I love you so much even though we are not blood related your still my amazing sister, just remember to look after my friends, hee hee, and you can have my stars because I really want you to be able to see the neighbours farm  it is wonderful! And just a quick message to you all, I love you and I am going to miss you so much but, as I said to mum and dad, look in your heart and I will be there. Good bye” she is the best sister I have ever had! Oh no, I am crying again well I am going to sleep in Marys bed because I found a note which read: Marie, I want you to have my room and your room can be a spare room like it used to be, also I want you to do me a favour for mum and dad … thx love Mary x x x. I am not going to tell you the favour she wanted me to do because you will find out soon enough. Good night

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