Thursday, January 14, 2010

Nine-Year-Old Sarah's Diary - Part 2 -- posted by Sarah Grace

I had decided to write these two parts without all the misspellings, but Momma suggested I put them back in. As you all probably know by now, spelling was not, and never has been, my forte. There's just no point trying to hide it anymore.


Dear Diary God,

I used to love Barney, but now I don't. I have to sometimes 'cause James wants me to. I don't like baby shows, well sometimes I do. My brothers are so mean, I want a sister really bad. Love at first sight is probly not true, but it is romantic. I am waiting for my love one.


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Dear Diary God,

I call this chapter "The Exciting Day." It all happend a week ago. When I woke up and had done school, I had to baby sit and watch TV. Then Mom said I could play, so I did. Then Daddy came home and we play takeloko and catch. Then we hunted for a water mokasin. And then we planted roses. Then we had dinner and watched Air Force One, then Abraham. Then we had devoioshions and then went to bed. So, that was the chapter of "The Exciting Day." Dear Diary God, goodnight.

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Dear Diary God,

I just got naibers. Thay have a dog, so do I, and they fight all the time, so if you can help me, call me. I have four kittens. When thay are hungry thay jump on me and lick my nose. There is 1 girl and 3 boys. We are going to make them inside, also we have to get them and my dog to be freinds. The reason why I have 4 and not 5 is 'cause one died 'cause of worms. The vet baried the body. I pray it is in heavean. Well, I'v spoken enough an
d I'm tierd. Well, goodnight Diary God.

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Dear Diary God,

I have better handwrighting now so when I wright it won't be slushed. I want to be a "Princesse." My Dad call's me one. I like to believe I'm one, so from now on call me "Prinsesse Sally"! I like dressing up like a prinssese, talking like a prinssese, walking like a prinssese, and I believe I'm a prinsesse. Prinssese Sally!!! Well, I got to go. Sorry I can't finish the page. Well, goodbye dear Diary God.


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Dear God,

Troy is in my homeschool class and he stard at me all day. He even talked to me, and I think he likes me. He's about 11, 12, or 10. Anyway, I think he's smart! He's nice and not sloppy like other boy's. Also, other boys looked at me like they disliked me. I feel so wierd like he was watching me. Alex is my friened at class. She's nice and funny and I like her. Will, my brother, doesn't have a friened, but he'll find one. Well, goodnight God. I love you father, goodnight.

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