The Many Things About You

August 7th
The summer has slipped from my finger tips, fast and gracefully, without much excitement. 'Tis a new school I attend this year. Walking into the ring, taking on the 8th grade year. Mother says I'm being a 'stupid teenage who wants nothing more but attention'. Ya know what? She is the most stupid person the worl- nevermind. Why couldn't I live with Daddy instead of her? At least he isn't a drug addict. I'm going to be a writer someday, though, and become famous. See how they'll treat me then. Anyways, I start school in two days. Ugh. And I just started having dreams again. One thing you should know. When school starts, dreams stop. In other words, SCHOOL KILLS DREAMS. Hehehe. Well, I haven't really made a proper introduction to you yet. My name is Gwen Elizabeth Keller. . . *coughs* More like killer. *coughs again* I'm 13, about to be 14 in October. But that's not really important. But that IS why I'm writing in you, my newly founded friend. Well, if you will be my friend. It's not like many people stay my friends. . . . Oh crud. I have to depart. Mother is screaming at the pizza guy. Goodbye, my dear companion. 'Til we meet again.
~Gwen

Nice. But what's with using 'depart, til' and 'tis? Most people don't use those words. But I like it so far. Maybe you could add a poll to the nest one.

XD Thanks. But you'll have to wait and see later to know what that's all about.