Dear Old Diary,
Oh my gosh this is cheesy!!! I'm sorry but I've never actually written in one of these things! I've received them as usual great grandmother birthday presents but I never have actually written in one! Which is why I am so surprised at my self. Okay I guess I might need to explain a little.
My name is Olivia Leek, I am 12 years old. I have one younger sister, she's 9 and always wants to do whatever I'm doing! Her name is Rachael. I guess she's cute and nice and stuff but she can get super annoying! Anyway we moved here today! To IRELAND!!! I mean really of all places on the earth we had to move to this crappy old mansion in IRELAND!!! It's like all of the sudden we're leaving our perfect house (the one I've lived in all my life) on the perfect street (Wickerville) in the perfect town (Kansas City) in the perfect state (Missouri) in the perfect country (the wonderful United States of America) to live here! Where I have NO friends!!! And I was doing completely fine on the popularity scale in West Way middle school, when grandma just had to get sick and we just had to move to Ireland!!! IRELAND!!! I know what you're probably thinking "Ireland that's supposed to be beautiful this time of year!"!!! Well if it WAS I would be to mad to notice! So NOW I have to go to a brand new school in IRELAND, try to make brand new friends in IRELAND and try to be happy about it!!! Well I'll tell you something I am NOT happy!!! Now that that's over with let me tell you how I met you. well we got here at 10:32 EXACTLY and I mom said to go explore till lunch. So of course I went as far away from everybody as possible. And trust me it's not hard to escape in this place. So out of instinct I went to the attic. It was and IS DISGUSTING!!! There were spider webs all over the place and my allergy's were out of control because of all the dust!!! It was kind of like those movies where they try to make it all spooky. And to tell you the truth it was working. Well the first thing that caught my eye was this old metal chest that looked like it probably was from the 1500's !!! I mean this thing was OLD!!! So of course I opened it up. Now don't get me wrong it's not like I'm one of those girls who only shops at Abrecrombie and texts all day. No I'm not like that at all, I LOVE action and adventure!!! But that doesn't mean that I don't like BOYS or something, because I do...
Anyway, I opened it. The rusty old metal creaking. At that moment I was praying that Rachael wouldn't find me up here! And inside was only this and a piece of some old cloth. So I took it and ran to the room I was going to be staying in. And it was a good thing that I stuck it in my shirt because at the same moment that I swung open the door that leads to the ladder, there was Rachael with her big blue eyes and long straight brown hair. By the way me and Rachael look almost identical besides I have a ahem let's just say chest. And I'm taller and I have braces and... you get the picture. I wouldn't say that I was super model cute. But really I wasn't that bad when I wanted to be. Well anyway, I did a sneaking move and jumped to the side and behind and scurried down that ladder as fast as my running shoes would carry me. Which is pretty fast by the way. I WAS the fastest 6th grader in the school. Keyword there WAS!!! Well anyway when I got to my room I closed the door really fast and locked it. A few seconds later Rachael was banging on the door squealing "Let me in Olivia!!! I'm gonna tell mom you are being mean to me..." You see Rachael was really good at getting whatever she wants because she has this "cry" that almost anyone would believe. Besides me, I've had my training. So I was forced to let her in. Of course I hid the diary first!!! My secret spot was with my organized undergarments. She would never look there. So I let her in she snooped around for a bit and then it was time for lunch. So after lunch I snuck back up here and started writing this. And here I sit, writing to you Old Diary. And of course I realized that this has writing in it already. I just figured oh well they're not going to come back to life and suck me down to hell are they??? So I wrote and I keep writing. But now I'm going to shower so... till tomorrow Old Diary.
~ Olivia Leek
Above is a picture of the only good part of Ireland, the view...
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