September 20th-Ellie's Diary
I wish this wasn't real. I wish I could turn back time to when I was happy. But there's no point wishing because wishing can't undo everything that's happened. Wishes aren’t real for me anymore. Why did it have to be me? Out of all people, me? My life, my world, my family, gone. Over. I can't even remember the last time I was happy. Let me look..
August 29th- My Birthday!!
Today is my birthday!! I am finally 22! It feels like I have been waiting ten years for this day to come! I woke up feeling like I was going to explode with happiness. I ran down the stairs 3 at a time and stopped at the kitchen where my mom was waiting. As soon as she sees me, she bursts into an off-key ‘happy birthday’ [This was before she got into drugs] I hugged her so hard and she says that she has a present waiting for me outside. I pulled on my jacket (even though I was in my pajamas!) and sprinted down the hall and out the door. Once I saw it I was frozen in shock. “Oh My God!!” I squealed. “You got me a car!!” “An actual car!!” It was a small, pink mini, with black and pink seats. I loved it. I turned around to see my mom, holding the keys. I ran up to her and hugged her so tight I nearly choked her “Do you like it?” she asked me. “Like it? I love it!!” I reply. This is the best day ever!
September 20th
Oh yes- my birthday. Only two weeks ago and I'm already feeling melancholy. A new record. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Ellie Stone, I'm 22 and I live in County Cork, in a village called Coachford. I am a cashier at a local shop. My dad is dead. My mom is a drug addict and my brother is serving a life sentence in prison. And then there's me. Out of place. Not where I'm meant to be. I feel like, you know, jumping. I've nothing to live for anymore . I’m alone, forsaken, invisible. It's not like anyone would care. Or notice. Wait. That actually might be a good idea. Yea. I will. Tonight, on Colthurst's Bridge. But.. how am I going to tell Micheal? I've been meaning to tell him I don’t love him. But I’m all he has…
By Emma Droog
Mungret Community College