The Diary of Samy Allen

Written by Mary Hickerson

Chapter I. THIS IS MY LIFE

The Diary of Samy Allen

            November 2nd of 07

Dear Diary,

            My name is Samantha Jean Allen, but you can just call me Samy or Sam.  I’ve decided to write this because I want to be able to keep all my memories, good or bad, somewhere safe.  Even safe from myself; I’m always afraid I’ll forget something important.  As I was saying, just call me Sam, I am fourteen and I live in an apartment with my family: Ruth, my mom, Robert, and Casey.  Robert is twenty and Casey eighteen. I don’t really know my dad, I’ve only seen him twice and that was when I was born and when I was around five or something. It’s not that he’s a bad father, it’s just that he’s always away on “business.”  Mom says he’s a “traveling salesman.” I have no idea what he sells, or even if he actually sells anything; all I know is that he always sends home a little money to help us get through the month.  Mom works two jobs, one as a house maid, and the other as a mom. Similar huh? My brother is an aspiring actor and spends most his time day dreaming.  Casey, well there’s not too much to say about her at this point in life, she’s in love. She’s in love with the biggest ass hole on God’s green earth.  I don’t get what she sees in him. He’s sloppy, rude, and such a pervert.  I can’t stand him; I normally lock myself in my room whenever he comes over.  And this ass’ name is Kert. But I like to refer to him as A-hole.  But let’s keep that between us, ok? My sister would kill me if she heard me “diss’n her man.”  My two best friends are Alley and Francis.  Francis is a girl by the way, she’s a real sweet person on the inside, though she looks tough. She has to; we live in a hardcore world.  And as for Amber, she is an air-head, not to be mean or anything; but she never really gets what someone is saying to her.  Though she may be a bit, unaware at times, she has a good heart and good intentions.  As for me, I am still figuring myself out.  At least I know that I have brown wavy hair, blue eyes, and am 5’4”.  It’s a start I guess! Well, since this is a diary I can let out a little secret.  There is this boy in my History class, he’s so cute! And I guess you could say I have the biggest crush on him.  Though it seams he never really pays any attention to me, I still hope that he’s passing secret glances my way.  I guess every girl has a crush that seems so hopeless; I guess that’s why they call it a crush.  One day, one day I’ll marry the perfect guy, and “live happily ever after.” Nice dream huh? It will probably never happen. At least not for me, I’m too plain to ever have a happily ever after.  And I’m not saying I’ll wind up in a horrible marriage either.  I just don’t think something that special could happen to someone like me.  I take life as it comes and this, is my life.

                                                           S.J.A