Friday, January 23, 2009

Beginning of Harper

Dear Diary,
If you are reading this Diary It means either A) I lost it or B) you stole it or maybe C) I finally wanted others to know my story...I doubt thats the case but I have to put it because you never really know these days do you? If the answer is really A or B then I advice you to put it down though, because I just put that, you aren't going to. SO I must give you a warning. This is a true story!
Every word you read, every period and exlimation and comma you read, it all means something. This is the true story of HARPER FAY JAMESON...this is the true story of ME.



(everything in this Diary will not be written in Diary form as I am an unusual person, never assume you know what is going to happen next because I assure you, you have no clue)

My name is Harper fay Jameson, though you probably already knew that didn't you? I was born in Oklahoma in the middle of nowhere. In technical terms I suppose you could call me a bastard on account that I have no father, but i prefer fatherless-daughter (It seems more polite and it means the same thing so what the hell right?) My mother, Lynn, was deffinatly not ready for me the day I was born, and to be frank, I still don't think she is ready for me. Sixteen! thats what I am going to be in a year or so...what is she going to do then?


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