Showing posts with label Fatima N. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fatima N. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 March 2019

… I was so cross that … by Fatima



Dear diary
I was so cross that I almost lost my mind, that rotten little sister of mine was recording our journey to Japan. That was ok if she didn’t break my beautiful camera after!
Anyway, I had to forgive her, I just wish I could get a new one. Maybe if I ask, they will let me? Tomorrow, that’s when I will ask, and we will see. Hopefully, they would get it for my birthday for it is not that far away. I will write straight into this diary when I know if I will be getting it.

Saturday, 16 March 2019

…empty. What a surprise!…, Fatima


Drip, drop. Drip, drop. The rain spat from the dull, grey sky. The house was empty. What a surprise! They’d all left to go to a sunnier country and left me here. Why me? I am not that bad. Drip, drop. Drip, drop. The rain wasn’t stopping, it just got heavier. Why me? I thought to myself again. How could they just leave me here; I can’t drive, I can hardly cook, and so on. Maybe I am just so useless they couldn’t be bothered to take me. What am I supposed to do now? I am just so unlucky.