summer holiday

hey over there warm greetings. well I am Laura by name I am sixteen and I am the second off spring of my parents. I have an elder sister by name Clara and she is eighteen years old ,one year older than me. I am a young girl not too tall and not too short somehow fair in complexion with an ebony hair color I just love a cozy and simple life that's me. I don't know what I am , but I am waiting to find out . clara is a type of sister who gets into fair amounts of trouble such as forgetting to clean up the dinning hall after each meal which is her duty, leaving her room in a disorganized manner and always coming home late, keeping late nights I mean. Clara is grown , so mummy and daddy lets her go out but not at night, unlike me who is still the baby of the house, I am always grounded from going out of the compound except when I am going to school, but in shorts mum and dad do not let me go out. Lora is always in the house. This write upi is not as hard as I thought. I just hope I am doing the right thing. it would be terrible to do it all summer and then take it in and have someone look at it and say "not perfect". I call it a crazy write up, but Mrs. Beatrice says it is an open dairy, I just hope it is not a dairy where all my secrets will be leaked to. Actually, I tried asking Mrs. Beatrice what an open dairy as she called it was, but I got deaf ears as some nasty Alex Fin interrupted us. ooops! so before I move on,let me reflect a little on Alex Fin,he is cute, always putting up with the best conducts ever , a lover of football and he is certainly the best player ever and it is so wonderful how he runs and dribbles ball. sorry but now as I reflect on it, I see he is really a jerk. wednesday july 21 Today is all boring and I have been sitting here thinking about last week Friday the last day of school. It was somehow fun to some of my classmates. But to me I just went over to grab my results then I worked back home with DD. DD Louis is my best friend. We are actually different you know, but we've been friends with no fight and disagreement. I tell her everything and she tells me everything even things I do not want to know like what she will eat for dinner what she wears to sleep and how much her new cardigan costs. Things that are most times not really interesting. Anyways as I and DD worked past the fabzy Z it quickly occurred to me that that was actually our last day in school and it was summer and sadly I was going back to the home where I am treated as the baby that I am not but happily that I am going to be having some little bits of fun. Didi house is just five poles and few minutes through from my own house so we naturally run into each other. And that is the only place mom and dad most times give me the chance to go and it is always fun. But aside the visit, after school each day, I would stop by and wait for her to change out from her uniforms then we will chat a little with some yummy cakes from the refrigerator baked by her mom. This has been our little routine, we work together inside the house which is always so scattered and this organized like my sister's room back at home. In their living room, you would find a whole lot of books scattered once particular couch and on the other couches you would find clothes towels and I bathe the floor and the center table suffered more means of. That was only like our own house which was always in uniform, the books in the library, the dusting towels placed neatly on the wall Angers, the pots, the spoons and the plates are arranged accordingly in the kitchen. And in each room clothes on the wardrobes, shoes on the shoe racks. It was only clara's room that oftenly looked different from the rest.DD parents both work so does her older sister than the, so each day after school, we generally have the house to ourselves. We will go into the kitchen, sit on the table well waiting for DD to save our usual yummy cake. It amazes me that there are always kicks. In our house stuffs like that would disappear in about five minutes. Disaster on the way home from dd's house, I ran into Christine my classmates she had her hands on her trousers bucket and looked bad. When she got up close to me she said Laura Chris what in the world are you doing here well my house is just down the street I answered her and you I asked oh do you live over here she asked again yeah I answered or what a coincidence he smacked so why are you here I asked she said oh well I know someone over here. On doubt on road I asked cuz I was a little surprised because Dalton was a very short road and I know everyone on it and I had never seen Christine here before. She said oh no on wisdom I asked again oh yeah she answered. Hey mystery reader I am getting tired of writing I said and she said. Most times I do not have to put those words just to know who is talking, or am I supposed to? but I am sorry I won't. Oh who that's me talking the Bryant she answered the brines I asked. I had never heard of the brains in the whole of Dalton and Winston Road. Anyways, we talked on like that for a while. Guy, if I write on this much everyday of this vacation then don't you think I will need up to three pairs of a hard cover. Please, later see you tomorrow because I am already tired of writing. Thursday July,22 well, I have to admit . That we did get an interesting bit of news today and sadly I almost missed it entirely because of the nasty and useless Commotion at the dining table. That is always how it's goes, we don't leave the dining table without any sort of argument or more memory from my bossy sister Clara and you can hardly hear yourself eat. Actually we had spaghettis, and Clara does not like it so she was scooping tiny bits from her plate and drop it on my plates, then on mom plates And dad plates She went on like that and grumbling on audible words at the same time, she was just messing up the whole place Nobody likes me Is what's Clara like saying whenever something gets against her favour,then she spilled out the spaggie.And Right in the middle of that dad said I have got a letter from Luis today Louise Is married to that sister Come on and see Georgie And they leave in the western Parts of J e r s e y,st.louuer coast road " Did you see it?"- dad asked He was referring to the letter " No I didn't see it. Clara will you stop that nonsense these minutes?"- That Is just a clue To show you how hard it is to follow any conversation and table. Mom is here trying to listen and answer to that question well Clara is here missing up everywhere( Such a big fool) And mom is equally trying to control her. It is just annoying how someone as grown. And matured as Clara would still be acting as a kid. " Clara Can you just stop acting as a kid?"- That Was me As I got tired of her whole messy habits. "Shut up!"- Clara smacked Back at me almost immediately " Darling Are you listening to me?- My dad groaned as he got tired of the whole Scamperings " Way of course I am listening babe Respect yourselves now Laura and Clara"- Mom said "Louise Sending Dwights lee down here"- That picks up In napkin To wipe his mouth. About this time Clara again Miss secondly Spills her Juice Inside Mom's place " Darling Can't you do Something about?"- Mom said. My dad looked up from his bowel of spaggies And give Clara a deadly stare. That was how the commotion Finally Died down And for a while There was silence at the devil And that is when Mom realized what that had said earlier on " Luis said?"- Mom asked " He wants Dwight Lee To come down here". Dwight lee is one of uncle Louise four children the eldest precisely. " what do you mean he wants white lead to come down here?"- my mom asked she wasn't sad but wasn't looking happy. "" he wants to clear up his papers"- dad shrugged " send him here?? To live with us what is a little strange darling I mean..." " remember we have my girls here"- she added " it is just temporary maybe the summer"- dad said " Serious?- Mom exclaimed " And when Is he coming over?"- She asked " Saturday"- dad said almost joking as their way crumbs of food in his mouth " Saturday? Darling that is serious Why didn't they phone?"- Mom queried " their phone got bad"- dad answered