The Deana Diaries

Feburary 2, 1764

Oh, how nice world this is. I am 17 next year I will be a full grown women. People from the town will probably want to marry me. My name is Deana Williams . I am of an England descent. I have many siblings. Anna who is the eldest of my mothers children. She is 20. I also have one brother who serves in the war who's name is Matthew Jr., he is 18 and serving in the wars and battles. Then, I have my little sister Lucille who is 8 years old. Then I have a 2 year old sister who's name is Valentina. We are one of the richest people in Washington. I have a mother named Mary and a Father named Matthew. Enough about their life and more about mine.

Union St.
Williams Manor.

   I like to ride horses. One of my prized possessions of horses would be Weston. Weston is white with black spots. I brush his mane with my hand. Lucille asked to ride him but, she would upset him by pulling his mane too hard. Gary , our slaves work on the farm. Gary is nice and sometimes he cooks me a meal. Although I want to free slaves , my father refuses to and sends me into my room without dinner.

"You can use a little less fat" Lucille said while snickering at me walking away.

Mother glares at her after she said that. WOW did I forget to mention Lucille isn't even my fathers child?!?! OH PARDON ME !! My mother cheated on my father with a George guy. He leaves her and moves to a different place 2 months before Lucille was born. She doesn't even get hand knit quilts from Grandma Penny.

After mother's glares , father stands up with a yell.
"Lucille go to your bedroom now!" He yells.

"Don't be hard on her , Matthew" My mom says.

"She isn't my child. She doesn't deserve my wealth and this home." My father grumbles.

Everyone at the dining table gawks at each other. I heard mom gasp. Father steps aside and puts his hat and coat on.

"I'll be back, although not with anger but in determination" my father says.

"Yet I house this human being that does not belong to me" my father says under her breath.

Lucille starts to cry. Anna looks at Matthew. Matthew gets up to go to his room.

"Well me and Anna will be reading....books...that you read!" He says.

They both get up and he'd to Matthew's bedroom and start to gossip like lovesick schoolgirls on their way to their perfect lunch together.

"Sorry Matthew . First day back from the battles and this happens." Anna says.

"Oh! It's fine!" Matthew says as he reads his book.

She couldn't help but hear this part that sticks out the most in their conversation.

"I mean... It's not like she's an actual Williams sibling.." He jokes

Anna begins to laugh and says "Poor thing she has Blond hair. She'll stick out like like a banana besides piles of wood." She laughed as she says.

They begin to read. I begin to think. What has she done to make them against her. Then, I remembered! Anna and Matthew were on a horse near the rose bushes we grew. I was on the porch reading poems. 4 year old Lucille at the time though it would be funny to throw toys at the marvelous fast trotting pony. I looked up at clanks and chatters and the many "Ows" shouted out. I help them out. I called for father and mother. Father said to mother "Get your child away from the ACTUAL children!"

The thorns had them prickly and stung all over! Not to mention that there way poison ivy where they landed which led them to itch for months. Hard to recover from that after being teased. "Itchy" and "Scratchy" were there names for years. She realized.. Lucille had hurt them pretty badly. Enough to make her an evil , no good Child.

This little fight has brought awkwardness upon Williams Manor. Of course my father had brought home the newspaper. This news has shocked us.

"Soldiers will start there battlefields in Virginia. To be exact: Redwood , Virgina. " It read.

Redwood was at least 17 miles away. It scared everyone half to death.

"Hush my children. These soldiers aren't going to get to us! They can't even do it in a place that's not someone's property!" Mother exclaimed.