March 3rd, 1895 — Irvingly

Dear Diary,

Hello. My name is Poppy MacFusty. Today is my eleventh birthday. Mummy gave me you this diary as a birthday gift. It was very sweet of her. I'm determined to write here everyday.

I don't know what else to write. What do I talk about? My day, maybe?

I had a good day since it was my birthday. Daddy made a cake that wasn't the prettiest but it tasted good, and it was my favorite color, pink! Callum didn't like it but Gavan did. I think Arthur did too but he mostly got it all over himself and needed a bath after. Mummy said the baby in her tummy liked it too, but I don't think she actually knows that for sure. It's not like she can talk to it, right?

Anyway, that was my day.

Bye!

–Poppy Margaret MacFusty

  

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July 7th, 1895–Irvingly

Dear Diary,

Hello again. I'm sorry I didn't write in you everyday like I promised. I didn't realize you'd fallen between my bed and the wall, and I honestly forgot you existed. I'm sorry. Callum actually found you for me. Though he was jumping on my bed and I was telling him to stop because he was messing it all up. It made you fall onto the floor and I rushed him out so I could get you out from under the bed.

Now I'm writing all this. Nothing else happened today, so I'm going to go now. Bye!

–Poppy Margaret MacFusty

  

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