The Tales Of a Diary, chapter 4
28th of December 1988
Yesterday I was with Billie and Mike's house and delivered their gifts. They gave me a hug and promised to give the third gift to John too.
Well, I spend my whole day with dad now, since the dream came again last time I wrote. Yesterday I was with dad after being with Billie and Mike. And the dream was gone, so today I used the whole day with dad. Spike can wait until tomorrow with our morning trip.
Mum also told me what was wrong with dad, because he was with the doctor again yesterday, and they told her that they had found out that he had cancer. I don't know what that means, but it seems like its very bad, cause mum has cried herself to sleep afterwards, and she doesn't look so good either. She also told me that dad's going to the hospital tomorrow, so I can ride Spike in the woods while they're picking him up... so I can't visit him before they're done with all the tests and shit they do there.
Hey, guess who's coming here! Rhon wanna sleep in by bed, awww...
Then I'll better go to sleep too, so I fall asleep before he starts snoring.
Hugs from Alice...
"Who the hell is John?" Tim asked himself.
"I'll ask Billie Joe or something when next time I talk to them.
1st January 1989
It was SO awesome yesterday!! All the fireworks and stuff, fuck!
Yeees, Billie has taught me to say dirty words... He didn't do it in purpose. I just listened to him talk yesterday, and I think the word was really cool, but mum hit me in the head when I said it around her... still hurts...
Well... HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hehe, I still got some beer in my system after mums little party.
Tomorrow I'm going to visit dad again. It's much more difficult now, since he's in the hospital all day and night. Mum got so drunk tonight, and shouted some things to me about dad dying and stuff. But I don't believe her; she was drunk, so she says some shit. I guess it's normal. But she fell asleep on the sofa... it's pretty messy in the living room. So I called Mike earlier and asked if he could help me clean it tomorrow... the neighbor here said that mum wouldn't wake up until dinner time, but to be on the secure side, we'll clean it early. Mike's the strongest, so I guess he can carry mum to her bed too. Know what? I think I'll make some waffles to breakfast tomorrow. Maybe Mike wants some too... I guess I'll just ruin them, or make a fire or something... but it's worth a try. Yeah, maybe you wanna know why only Mike can come tomorrow? Well, Billie is with some girl on a date, and spending the night over.
I feel a little lonely now... because I'm all alone in the house. But Laura got drunk tonight too, but she got herself home. And Sal is sick... It'll be just me and you, and Rhon this night.
Hugs from Alice...
2nd January 1989
Today went fine... I woke up in the morning of Mike knocking the front door. I made some waffles while he carried mum to her bed... she was still asleep, so there were no problems at all. We cleaned the house, and then mum woke up. So I told Mike that he'd better leave, since mum could be pretty protective when she was sober again. He left, and I gave mum some water. She had a terrible head ace... I don't want head ace, so I will never drink myself to sleep, NEVER!
I and mum just got home from the hospital, and mum is now crying again. I wonder what the doctors told her about dad. I have no idea, but I think it's not a nice thing.
But now I wanna sleep... mum says it's gonna be a long day tomorrow.
Hugs from Alice...
"Mike sounds like a nice guy... but her mother seems to have a problem." Tim thought.
5th January 1989
[/i]Well... today dad left us for eternity. Mum has been crying and trashing the house the whole day, so I suppose she's sad. I don't want her to though. Also, the doctors told me what cancer was... And now I'm pretty sure I don't want it. Dad's funeral is in two days, so there's gonna be a lot of things going on here mum says...
So I guess I'll go comfort mum now.
Hugs from Alice... [/i]
"Poor girl... She's only ten!" Tim said to nobody in special, since he was alone.
"Next day is many months later than this day... I think I'll take the day off now. It's late, and I have a family to care about." Then he left the office, with the diary in his arms.
Yesterday I was with Billie and Mike's house and delivered their gifts. They gave me a hug and promised to give the third gift to John too.
Well, I spend my whole day with dad now, since the dream came again last time I wrote. Yesterday I was with dad after being with Billie and Mike. And the dream was gone, so today I used the whole day with dad. Spike can wait until tomorrow with our morning trip.
Mum also told me what was wrong with dad, because he was with the doctor again yesterday, and they told her that they had found out that he had cancer. I don't know what that means, but it seems like its very bad, cause mum has cried herself to sleep afterwards, and she doesn't look so good either. She also told me that dad's going to the hospital tomorrow, so I can ride Spike in the woods while they're picking him up... so I can't visit him before they're done with all the tests and shit they do there.
Hey, guess who's coming here! Rhon wanna sleep in by bed, awww...
Then I'll better go to sleep too, so I fall asleep before he starts snoring.
Hugs from Alice...
"Who the hell is John?" Tim asked himself.
"I'll ask Billie Joe or something when next time I talk to them.
1st January 1989
It was SO awesome yesterday!! All the fireworks and stuff, fuck!
Yeees, Billie has taught me to say dirty words... He didn't do it in purpose. I just listened to him talk yesterday, and I think the word was really cool, but mum hit me in the head when I said it around her... still hurts...
Well... HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hehe, I still got some beer in my system after mums little party.
Tomorrow I'm going to visit dad again. It's much more difficult now, since he's in the hospital all day and night. Mum got so drunk tonight, and shouted some things to me about dad dying and stuff. But I don't believe her; she was drunk, so she says some shit. I guess it's normal. But she fell asleep on the sofa... it's pretty messy in the living room. So I called Mike earlier and asked if he could help me clean it tomorrow... the neighbor here said that mum wouldn't wake up until dinner time, but to be on the secure side, we'll clean it early. Mike's the strongest, so I guess he can carry mum to her bed too. Know what? I think I'll make some waffles to breakfast tomorrow. Maybe Mike wants some too... I guess I'll just ruin them, or make a fire or something... but it's worth a try. Yeah, maybe you wanna know why only Mike can come tomorrow? Well, Billie is with some girl on a date, and spending the night over.
I feel a little lonely now... because I'm all alone in the house. But Laura got drunk tonight too, but she got herself home. And Sal is sick... It'll be just me and you, and Rhon this night.
Hugs from Alice...
2nd January 1989
Today went fine... I woke up in the morning of Mike knocking the front door. I made some waffles while he carried mum to her bed... she was still asleep, so there were no problems at all. We cleaned the house, and then mum woke up. So I told Mike that he'd better leave, since mum could be pretty protective when she was sober again. He left, and I gave mum some water. She had a terrible head ace... I don't want head ace, so I will never drink myself to sleep, NEVER!
I and mum just got home from the hospital, and mum is now crying again. I wonder what the doctors told her about dad. I have no idea, but I think it's not a nice thing.
But now I wanna sleep... mum says it's gonna be a long day tomorrow.
Hugs from Alice...
"Mike sounds like a nice guy... but her mother seems to have a problem." Tim thought.
5th January 1989
[/i]Well... today dad left us for eternity. Mum has been crying and trashing the house the whole day, so I suppose she's sad. I don't want her to though. Also, the doctors told me what cancer was... And now I'm pretty sure I don't want it. Dad's funeral is in two days, so there's gonna be a lot of things going on here mum says...
So I guess I'll go comfort mum now.
Hugs from Alice... [/i]
"Poor girl... She's only ten!" Tim said to nobody in special, since he was alone.
"Next day is many months later than this day... I think I'll take the day off now. It's late, and I have a family to care about." Then he left the office, with the diary in his arms.
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