The Tales Of a Diary, chapter 3

24th of December 1988

Christmas Eve!!! I got so many cool gifts that I don't know which to mention! But I guess I must mention that after being on Sweet Children's practises almost every day after holiday started, and getting buddies with them... They just bought me Alice in Wonderland! That's just so perfect... So I'm going to give them something awesome too.

Yeah, I know. It's weird being buddies with someone who's around 18, when I'm only ten. But we're just friends... and they think I'm cool, and that means a lot to me, since I'm not used to have friends. Yeees... I know I should get more friends than Sal and Laura... but their friends are so scary... and they get drunk all the time, I don't like that. I told it to Mike... and he said that if they ever bother me with making me go to their parties, I would just run to Billie's and be there to I feel safe...

But... What am I doing?! Sharing so important thoughts on a day like this? NO WAY! It's awesome celebrating Christmas here, but I wish there would be more snow... Spike is really hyper, but I've decided to not ride him today, he need's to rest on a day like this, right?

This has been a nice day, as I told you before. But I'm tired, and wanna sleep.

Christmas hugs from Alice...


The detective reading this found it really weird that some 18 year old boys would care about this little girl. It was unnatural... It had gone two days since the murder, and he found this diary very interesting. A girl on that age who sounds like a 15 year on one.

"Tim?" The detective's secretary had just knocked the door and slightly opened it. When he turned around to her she moved on.

"There are some guys who want to talk with you." She looked like she had seen ghosts or something, because she was very pale.

"Let them in... And when they've left, you can take the day off." Tim smiled. She looked relieved and let the guys in. What he saw were three guys, known as the members of Green Day.

"What brings you here? Shouldn't you be on tour or something?" he asked with a weird smile on his face.

"We're friends of Alice... The police told us that you're going to find out who killed her," the tallest one said. Tim didn't know so much about Green Day, so he just asked.

"What are your names again?" The guys found this question very dumb, but answered it.

"I'm Billie Joe, this is Mike and... erm... Frank," the one in the middle said.

"Sooo... What you want?" Tim asked, since they hadn't asked any questions yet.

"Well, we just want to ask if you could give us updates in your quest here..." Billie paused.

"As we told you, we're friends. And me and Mike has known her since she was ten... and, well, we feel like we should care." A light went up in Tim. Of course! This is the Sweet Children guys...

"OH! I just read about you in her diary, which is the only clue we got to find the murderer." He stopped a little to think. "Why? Why would you be friends with a so young girl?" he asked curious.

"Well, I don't know actually... but she seemed so much older. She was like a sister for us..." Mike said.

"OK, I'll give you the updates when there are some. But now I wanna read more in her diary, it's so fascinating!" he said and laughed a little. 'Frank' giggled a little, then they left Tim alone.


26th of December 1988

I found a gift to the guys today! It is a cool plate to have pizza and things like that on it! One to each of them... I know they eat A LOT of frozen pizza.

I had this weird dream last night... There was an angel, she was so beautiful with those white wings and the blonde hair and everything. I'm blonde too, but that doesn't matter. Well, the angel talked to me, but I didn't understand everything. But she said something about that I have to be with my dad more than ever the next days... it kinda scares me that I dream things like that, but I hope this is my last dream... I'm kinda worried to fall asleep too, what if I get a new dream? Or maybe it will go away if I do what the angel told me to... look after dad more often.

Yeah... I'll start tomorrow.

Hugs from Alice...
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