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Diary Entry: 1
"Discovering the Diary"
Dear Diary,
Mom and Dad told us to come down and "Help clean the basement" for "Monthly cleaning". I don't really like it there... Spooky... With spiders... Worse time of the month...
I grab the feather duster, Mari grabs the broom, we go down and help Mom and Dad clean and clean the basement.
Mari helps me fight off the spider webs, cause I swear one of them has a big spider. She keeps saying "It's not as bad as it seems", I don't believe her. Spiders are enemies.
I grab her broom and help her sweep. But broom is too big for me and I bump into things. I bump into a box.
Pretty old... Like all the other boxes, except for the toy box. I like my old toy box.
I'm bored, so I opened the box and saw lots of Mari's old books. Hm. Books.
"Oh! My old childrens books!" Mari took one of the books happily. The three little pigs and the big bad wolf. A classic.
Mari was busy looking through her old books, talking about something about "Nostalgia". I don't know what that means. (Mari helped me spell)
I saw a plain pink notebook in the middle of the books. I don't mind pink. I like plain.
I took the notebook and read. It has Mari's old music sheets on nursery rymes. But nothing else. So much more space left.
"U found my old notebook! It's pretty empty, huh? U can keep this as a diary!" I heard Mari say. A diary? Whats dat?
She goes on and on on how a diary works. I just know "Write about ur day". When were done cleaning she gave me a quill to write and I went up my room. What to write, what to write...
Mom called us for dinner. It's veggies. Again. Mom and Dad were busy talking about business stuff again at the table. Boring.
That's all, Bye Diary.