AmElIa'S dIaRy: A pRiNcEsS iS bOrN Disclaimer

I, Amelia Wil Telsa Sailun, age 7, begin the diary of my life.


I was born 8 years ago, not 7 or I would be 6 years old by now. I was born a tiny girl with tiny legs and tiny arms. My father, who was very stressed out thought I was going to die. "You cried and cried," my father said. I cried up to a fever, then stopped, surprisingly. My father said it was a miracle.
As a baby I screamed and kicked. I was brought to the doctor many times. The oldest memory I remember was looking straight in the eye of a dragon. I smile at that thought. It was a very pretty dragon and I tried to touch it. It's skin was very smooth, not like those old hags that cleaned up my room. The dragon was the most beautiful sight I've seen. It was my doctor.
I sing songs that my sister, Agna, teaches me. It's kinda wierd but sounds good. I was shocked when Agna said,"A priest taught me it. She said it's a song from another world. I know she's kidding, but it's good." We were NOT allowed out of doors. But I didn't want to be a tattle tale so I didn't tell.
I usually just pulled out whatever from the groud and gave it to mommy when I was 2 1/2. At least, that's what Agna said,
"OH HO HO! You even gave her dirt!"
"I did?" I was surprised. Giving mommy dirt?
"And then I would put some dirt on top of your head! OH HO HO!"
Surely, I did not do this! But how could I know, I was just 2 1/2!
This is my short diary story. It took me hours to do this because I was poor at spelling and I often have to ask my sister and father how I was when I was born to 2 1/2 years old. My father says that I will have to write more in my next diary.
"Next diary!?!? Daddy, why can't I just leave the diary like this!?!" I pouted. My daddy always gives in to my pouts. But Daddy didn't.
"It's for your mother."
"But Mommy's dead!! How can I give it to her?!?"
His eyes glazed for a moment, but he said, "No she isn't. She's just not with us right now."
"Then when will she come back so I can give it to her?"
All he said to me was, "You'll see. You'll see."
That was when I stopped for a few minutes and realized what he said.