Hi. I'm Elsa. I have vibrant blue eyes and almost white hair. My favriote color's blue and my best friend is a charming girl with blond hair and glassy blue eyes, everyone calls her Cindy. Also I kinda live in a foster home run by a woman named Miss. Deve. And I currently don't have a crush. What about you, Diary?
How am I that stupid?
Sitting up I threw the crystal blue book onto my bed and stood up. I'm almost sixteen and I still don't understand how to do a proper diary entry. Cindy always told me "a girls most trusted secret keeper's her best friend, but a dairy's a close seconds". Or what ever. Suddenly my alarm went off and I quickly shut it off.
Getting up I looked in the mirror and frowned. I looked nothing like my dead parents. It was a no brainer on why I didn't have a boyfriend yet. I was a frozen girl. Inside and out.
