10/03
Dear Diry,
Its a hapy day today. I am six years old today. It will be so much fun. moomy and Daddy are comeing and throwing me a huge party with all of my class mates. I wonder what i will get. You know I've been wishing and wishing for that blue dress doll... if i get her I think I will call her emily. emily is such a preetty name. I wish I had been named emily.
I can't wait for the party. it is going to be so much fun. well play musical chairs and the hokey poky and pin the tail on the donkey. I love my birthdays, this will be so hapy. I here people coming.
10/03
Dear Diary,
I'm trying to spell better. Mommy says I'm becoming such a big girl since I am now ten. I think I need to spell better but hopefully I can do it. But its my birthday. Things wil be fun this year to. I get a party and now I can go with Jessica and Audrey to thier roller skatintg party. things will be good. Daddy and mommy says they will try and come with me. i want them to meet all the friends I met here. There seems to be so many playmates this year. I think this will be a good year to be.
oh well, Jessica says they are leaving and I have to get my new skates.
10/03
Dear Diary,
I think this was the best birthday. Not only did Mom and Dad come but Grandpa and Grandma did to. We all gathered around the piano as Dad played and we sang all my favorite songs. Then Grandma gave me a pretty necklace and a red dress.The dress was long and had a pretty shiny black sash. I think the material was called satin. It goes down to my ankles.She says I can wear it to go to places, now that I am thirteen. The necklace is something called a locket. It is very prttey old. Mother says it has been passed down through five generations.
I'm so excited, I will be able to go out. Maybe to a fancy restaurant that they show with all the fancy plates and glasses.And the musicians. I never been to one, I wonder how it will be. I wonder if they are anything like the picture screens here show them. I can't wait. i'd better change, it looks like they are going to leave.
10/03
Dear Diary,
It is my sweet Sixteen. I wonder if I will get a surprise party like all the girls in the vids. They all look so Happy, hopefully it is another oppurtunity to go out. i never meet anybody new here, no boys. I'd like to meet some boys. i would need a new dress though. i don't fit into that old red one at all anymore. Blue would be a nice color, a pretty deep blue with a square neckline. a gown like in the movies. The color I was wearing when i came here. I can't believe that was ten years ago.
It is a pretty day today. Everyone is out enjoying the afternoon. Its strange, usually I have done something for my birthday by now. I wonder if Mom and Dad will come this year. I know they have a excuse not to, but it is my sweet sixteen. They are probably waiting this long to catch me off guard. Still its strange that I haven't seen anybody come in. I'm usually awake first here. Odd.
Its a pretty sunset. I wish i still had Emily. I think, though she's a doll, she would have enjoyed this sunset. A very pretty sunset. I'm starting to get tired though. maybe I'll tell Emily to wake me when Mom and Dad comes. hmmm a nap sounds good right now. just a little sleep and I'll be nice and alert for my party.
10/03
Dear Diary,
My little girl Emily died today. She had been so long in that coma, ten years. Since that car hit her.That new blue dress, she wanted something blue.... James thought it was time to let her go. I told him not to, not to give up on her. She was so alive, so alive. I told we weren't going to see it, I wasn't going to let him witness her death, the one he ordered. I couldn't watch my precious baby die. It was her birthday, her sweet sixteen. I used to sit by her bedside on her birthday and tell her about the resturants we ate at and the movies we watched. She should have had a sweet sixteen party, instead of her death. She should have had a party with a pretty dress and cake and streamer and boys. she was so pretty, and so young. Oh my baby, my poor Emily, my dear Emily. She died right after sunset, I was told she was dead and i remember walking in and holding her cold hand and seeing the last of the susent glinting off her locket.I was glad mom still passed that down. I wonder if Emily is talking to mom now. The sunset glinting off of the gold. An October sunset. A very pretty sunset.
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