It started to get darker and I want to look in that book a little longer, so I told the book with me. I started running to my house and I saw my mother who was taking the clothes inside, so I didn’t bother her to tell where I was and what I did, so I went into my room I want under the blanket and started reading the first page said: hello, my diary from today on I’m gonna start telling all my days here I’m just a normal girl who lives with her dad and her grandma I never had a chance to make my mother so most of the time I spend here with my granny, and as long as I could remember, she never let me out of the house to play with other kids. I just see through my window, other kids, his face smiling laughing and sometimes I ask myself. Why am I different? Today my dad came from work as usual are maid prepared food and we are sat down. My dad is not that bad but he is always focused on his job even though he always buys me expensive stuffs. He never had time to spend with me like a normal father and daughter would. My grandpa is no different. She’s so elegant and intelligent you can’t manipulate her. Even if you want to send my mother died, she always want to have me under control. She always told me on Tuesday how to eat properly on Wednesday she gives me piano lessons and others days should try to tought me have to be a young lady. My dad’s girlfriend is from Italy and when she comes here, she always makes party and stuff she seems to get along with my granny. They are both so controlling and more like a lady as for me I enjoy reading, but not schools reading. I love most of the time when I’m alone or when I am outside, seeing the trees and birds, I’m not allowed to cross the bridge yesterday. A girl with blonde hair and blue I waved at me from other side of the bridge. I was stunned how beautiful she is and I smiled back and waved at her and she told me why don’t and play with us. I was a little nervous to talk with her. She seemed very kind across the bridge without thinking twice they were making bouquets with fllower I joyed every bit of the day we went to the lake. I saw a cute little fish there The water was cold The little girl take me to her house her mother did make biscuits and she asked me who is the girl I was. I told her that I was Gloria's granddaughter, and she looked me confused and told me why don’t you come every day to play here with my daughter I don’t know why but I think you must be lonely there my cheeks turned red. She was right and I think her and smile I had the best time ever. I wish my granny wasn’t so overreacting. I hope I see you again soon. The blonde girl took me to the bridge and said goodbye to me and hug me, she was so sweet and kind, but when I cross the bridge I saw granny at the window glaring at me I was froze. I never seen her that angry. The mood was calling my name and I stood there, looking at the window without moving...