October 4, 2009
Dear Diary,
It is 11:45PM; I am a thirteen-year-old girl. Thirteen-year-old girls are supposed to be asleep at 11:45PM.
Mom and Dad are at it...again. My god! How am I supposed to sleep at night with them shouting at each other 24/7? Okay, maybe I'm being a bit overdramatic about the whole 24/7 thing; but if they get a divorce than I'll go with dad, he understands me. I just don't get it, I'm supposed to be like my mom, why aren't I? Maybe everything would be normal if I was more like her.
Anyway every time they fight, it's always about some Amelia chic. I mean what the hell? And what pisses me off more? Whenever I ask who this "Amelia" is, they keep ignoring me or changing the subject. I don't even know and Amelia and they say she'll 'ruin my life'. Dramatic much? You know what? When I'm seventeen I'm going to take my car and go find this Amelia person and ask her what the hell she has to do with my life. Maybe when I get some answers I can actually get some sleep. Oh crap! My mom and dad are coming up! I know because I can hear them shouting at each other. I'll talk to you again soon.
Until I write in you again,
Sincerely,
Courtney Stern.