Chapter 2.10 | Rules for this challenge | Chapter 2.11
Generation Two: Brown Appearance: Brown hair, unkempt clothing style Traits: Loves Outdoors, Loner, Child of the Island Aspiration: Beach Life Occupation: Conservationist House Goal: 20,000 worth
Dear Diary:
I don't know how to write in one of these things. Mama said she uses hers to tell about her day and her feelings, but that just seems weird to me. I guess I'll just have to try it, though.
So here goes nothing. Today, I went to school. Then I came home and played in the old dollhouse. It wasn't much fun by myself, so I went outside.
I decided if nobody was around, I'd play in Daddy's fish pond. I pretended I was a pirate.
I started to get a bad feeling.
Then, a big scary arm came out and tried to get me. I yelled to abandon ship and ran back inside.
Maybe taking a bath would be safer.
I wasn't going to admit my fear about going back outside, so I played in the toy box for a while.
Then, Daddy helped me with my homework.
.....
Okay, this isn't working. I'm not very good at this. I keep trying, hoping I'll get better at it, but it's hard. I just don't know what to say. And I need to.. know what to say.
Because I have to grow up to be like Mama. She says I'm the heir to the family legacy. Which is hard to understand. All I know is: when I grow up, I'll have to leave home.
I mean, I'll still be in Sulani, but I'll have to be on my own. Mama said it'll be hard, but that I'll do just fine. I'm not so sure. I don't think I want to be... an heir.
I don't want to be alone, and I really don't want to grow up. I wish I had a choice, but Mama says since I'm the first girl, that's what I was born to do. She did it, and so did Grandma. It's what our family does. I don't know why, but we have to. I snuck upstairs last night and looked at an old photo album of my Great-Grandma. The one who found out how to be a mermaid in a scary cave.
She had come from somewhere else, and was brave enough to start over when she was still just a teenager. I don't know how she did it, and I really don't know if I'm brave enough. I mean, if a pretend sea monster can make me afraid of Daddy's fish pond... how can I be the heir??
Oops. Daddy says it's bedtime, so I have to go, Diary. I guess I'll write more tomorrow. Mama says that practice will help, like it does with my violin. But I'm not sure I believe her.
Chapter 2.10 | Rules for this challenge | Chapter 2.11
