Diary

Dear Diary,

Today I was racing with my best friend Ellen when this guard stopped us. He was really scary and had a rifle. Ellen was a few paces behind me,but could still here and see what was going on. Also my little sister snuck up beside me her name is Kirsti . Kirsti had no clue what was going on so she just was talking like always. I pretended not to be terrified but oh believe me I was. I think it might have shown through a little. Ellen was really pale I guess terrified too. The guards were always sitting at every corner.To Ellen and I they stand out a lot, Kirsti on the other hand sees them as street lamps. She reached up and slapped the soldier’s hand away, and  harshly stated  “Don’t.” I was so embarrassed also fearful for my little sister’s life. I couldn’t believe what she did. Then to make the matter worse I had just decided not to tell Mom what happened when you have a younger sibling things never go as planned. Kirsti told our mom everything I was so angry with her.Our mom just stood in shock. Finally she said, “ Don’t go down that way again. You are not supposed to stand out you have to blend with the crowd.”  I didn’t think much of it until I went to bed it was all I could think about. What could or would happen if I went down the road again? It is best just to follow Mother’s rules. I wonder if Ellen told her parents, and if not then my Mom will tell them over “coffee.” Now I must tell Ellen we can’t go that way, and that Kirsti told my Mom everything.

Annemarie

Furry Friend

As long as a river

cute and cuddly

I swore was fake

as I thought goodness sake

                 eyes as wide as a big button    

fast like the wind  

a little sneaky

lots smelly

talented with brains

munch eating an orange  

click click click all night long the water bottle drips

nocturnal

social and playful

hard headed

special birthday gift

wonderful animal

guinea pig

these are guinea pigs