Entry Number 2

I can’t believe this! There is another post in this old diary! ANOTHER one. This time “Arabella of Belfast” (that’s what she calls herself) wrote ME a letter. ME!!! She sounded about as clueless as I am. If you are reading this out of the diary just turn back a page and you will see it. Written there in perfect cursive (as always). And in perfect grammar and spelling! That’s how I know it wasn’t Rachael. She never has perfect grammar and rarely spelling. And she doesn’t even know how to write in cursive! Well, I guess I should respond to the letter. (even though I’m still not sure if it is real)

Dear “Arabella of Belfast”,

If you are Rachael you are DEAD!!! And if you are NOT Rachael, who ARE you??? I am clueless. Nobody else lives here that would do this. So if you aren’t Rachael then here…

I am Olivia Leek. If you really can see everything that I write, go back a few pages till you get to the one all about me and read. But I’m going to need some proof…

The date…

Your age…

Your cell phone number (I’ll text you)…

Your favorite food…

And where you found this diary…

I know that we live in the same house. But it just doesn’t make sense.

P.S. I hope that you are smarter than I am and can figure this whack out.

Peace,

Olivia Leek

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