Diary entries

Diary entry 2: We landed in independence, MO. We took a little rest overnight and one of the Indians took our kid Hamilton Weaver. We have not found him yet and I think that they are going to give up hope. He's been gone for 5 weeks and we are already at the Platte River.I can only imagine what he looked like: blonde and brunette hair but mostly brunette about 3”. I didn't know him that well because he usually just stayed in the wagon but most people say that he was really nice and never complained

If I ever find out who has killed my loved ones, I will be the death of them or they be the death of me. Macduff I am writing this entry, sitting at a desk in Scone. I have recently witnessed my dear friend Macbeth crowned King of Scotland. I am still in shock after the strange happenings of the past few days, so I am not yet overcome with neither joy nor grief. I should be happy for

Dear diary, I have changed so much these past weeks It’s crazy! Just at the ceremony I was a small town girl in a small colony. Then I got picked for the testing and It all changed. I can’t believe how tall I’ve become in just a few weeks and how mature I’ve become now. I am not very scared of blood anymore since all that time stitching up thomas and will. I hope thomas gives me some of the pills so I can remember everything that happened but I also could write everything down on a chalkboard

Entry #1 Earlier today the angel Gabriel came to me and said that I will have a child, and his name is to be Jesus! Also he is to be born in a stable in swaddling clothes! I am not without fret however, because under Jewish law, women who have children outside of marriage are executed by means of stoning. I must hope God is on my side and that he comes through for me in the end. Entry #2 While I have decided to tell my parents about all of this, I do not want them to be mad at me, so, if they do

Today has been one crazy day! First of all I sailed to Denmark. It was a long journey, but I enjoyed it. I saw many fish and even managed to catch one for my dinner. When I finally arrived in Denmark it was quiet and peaceful. I went to meet the king of Denmark. His name was Hrothgar. He was a very pleasant man. He was small, hairy but very cheerful. He was so pleased to see us because I told him we was here to kill the terrifying Grendel. That night in the hall, there was a huge feast. It had been

Dear Journal, Today I had quite a bit of tasks to do for Mr. Edes. First I had to sell three advertisements but, I sold one to a loyalists niece so Mr. Edes said he couldn’t put it in the paper. Then when I was out I talked to a redcoat! He said that the Gazette was slandering against the king. So I guess that Mr. Edes is a patriot but what the red coat said about Mr. Edes kind of frustrated me because I know that Mr. Edes is an honest man that is very trustworthy. The shipment Mr. Edes told me

GUYS I KNOW THE LAST CHAPTER WAS SHIT IM SORRY I promise this one will be better I'll edit the first chapter eventuallyyyy Anyways I hope you enjoy this c: •-—-• got a secret can you keep it? •-—-• Why did she do it? This was what I repeated to myself in my head. And with Dean? The boy who I had warned her about all these years. The boy who I thought she knew was dangerous. I guess she didn't know after all. I thought we both knew cheating was wrong. I knew what Bridgette would think of this

1794- this little boy had just turned 6, and to was celebrating his birthday with his parents and friends, they lived in Florida and were big businessmen and woman, they were celebrating mike’s birthday in the harbor, where big ships come to deliver goods. Mike had always loved the ocean and the sea, though he also liked animals of all kinds. He personally picked this place for his party. How? Well, there were pictures of paces laid out on the floor and he was to pick which looked the best to him

Emily awoke to someone quickly shaking her awake. She slowly opened her eyes until someone jolted her out of bed. She could easily tell by the strong grip it was her father. “Emily, wake up! The building’s on fire!” Before eight year old Emily could respond, her father grasped her in his arm’s and attempted to run outside, when a piece of the ceiling fell down in front of them. His wife screeched from the front door, her eyes wide with terror and tears raining down her face. Heath quickly turned

Dear Diary, I had the love of my life die and I cannot forgive myself for what happened to the beautiful Alaska Young. It all started on my junior year when I decided to leave home to go to boarding school in Alabama. The school is called Culver Creek Boarding School and I wanted to go to seek a Great Perhaps. At middle school in Florida everyone knew me as Miles Halter, the tall, nerdy, scrawny kid who prefers reading biographies rather than socializing with others. I have always been into