Perfectly Windy Sky

 The following text is written on the inside cover of the red velvet journal that I wrote in when I was a kid: When you think you can’t go on anymore, just think of a good memory and say to yourself, I have to try harder and harder to keep going because people need me. –…

 September 25, 1987 Yesterday was the happiest day of my life. I found out that we are going to get our old apartment back when we move in November. I freaked out when I found out. Moma gave me a letter Ms. Earlene wrote to her and I jumped up and accidentally hit moma in…

September 9, 1987 Me again. It is almost time to go home. I will be glad when I get home because I am hungry. I didn’t eat any lunch because I was feeling nauseated. I feel like shit. The doctor said that I was either allergic to cats or chocolate. I think it’s probably cats.  Moma…

September 9, 1987 Hello, I am at school in Science class. I am going to West Jones High School. I like it okay. Ms. Babs wrote me yesterday. I had just sent off a letter I wrote to her about 2 days ago. She is a nice lady. I miss her and Emily and all my…

February 26, 1987 Dear Diary, I don’t feel good. I think I have the flu. I am at the laundry with my mom and I am going to the doctor again today. I am tired & I have a stomach ache & a headache. Moma don’t believe I’m sick but I am. I went to…

February 25, 1987 Here I am again. I have nothing better to do than write to you so I am doing just that. I met a lady named Glenda before I moved and she was so sweet. She really liked me alot. After I moved I saw her one more time when I came to…

 February 25, 1987 Dear Diary, It’s been a long time huh. Well we are living in crappy old Mississippi now. I hate it here so much I don’t know what to do. My mom is trying to get her disability and they are giving her a hard time. This is the second time she has…