[unmarked] madelyn's journal!

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

It's an old, torn and raggedy book of sorts, yet still the gold-frindged pages are glinting. The tattered journal is pretty thick- about 300 or so pages. The cover is made out of leather, enscribed with gold-laced designs; they dance about the cover, along with the backside of it as well. The spine of the journal is empty leather- it has a space where you write your name, but Madelyn never felt the urge to write there. The insides of the journal are covered in a navy blue color, and the pages are stitched in by hand. Each page is well-weighted, feeling much unlike regular, cheap paper. The pages are not lined, giving Madelyn freedom of her script. It's usually kept close by to her, placed in her bag when she isn't home, in her drawer by her bed when she is.

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

this journal belongs to;
madelyn daina carden.
this journal started on;
august the 2nd, 1991.
this journal hidden at;
like i'll tell you that. hah!

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

this journal is dedicated to my father-
who passed through heaven's gates on-
february the seventh, nineteen nintey-nine.
; ; i ♥ you daddy.

}madelyn- age 9.

as of 3/1/93

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

august 2nd, 1991

dear journal;

Hi! I'm writing in this because my daddy just gave it to me! It was a birthday present from him! I love it already. He says it's a journal, and that I should write my feelings in it alot. So I thought I'd try it out! Well, since I've never had one of these before, I should talk about me. My full-name is Madelyn Daina Carden. I'm seven years old today! I just finished opening presents from my dad- he gave me this, and a pogo stick! I can't wait to try that thing out. It looked so much fun on the commercials! Anyway, my dad says to go to sleep now. So I better go. Talk to you next time, Journal.

}Madelyn

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

october 26th, 1992

dear journal;

Dude! I can't believe I found this! It's been over a year. Digging under my bed is handy, huh? Woah, has lotsa stuff changed. Kay, so looking back on my first entry, that pogo stick? Yea, not so fun. It's so boring and hard to do. Dad returned it to the store where he got it from, and gave me ten dollars instead. That was over a year ago, ya know, so I already spent it on this video tape movie thing. But then that broke. . . I dunno. It was a pretty good movie, if I could only remember the name. Something about Dalmations, or something. My birthday this year. . . wasn't that cool. I got another ten bucks, but that was it. Dad said something like, money's hard to come by or something? Well, I saw this thing on the t.v. on the news, and somebody got hurt right here in AF. Dad's scared about it, and he's being all protective. Dinner's on the table. I better go before Dad gets mad at me.

}Madelyn

[madelyn daina carden. [:]

october 27th, 1992

dear journal;

My dad go soooo chocolate fudging mad at me for coming home late today from school. All because of that t.v. thing, he's worried lately. So I'm stowing away in my room- to get away from him. All I did was stay back at the playground to talk to my new bestest friend. He's great- he's new here, and they're planning on staying till he graduates college. Whatever that is. Anyway, his name's Jed. Jed. . . Sullivan, I think. He's a great friend. I wanna invite him over, but I don't think my Dad will let him come. He can be such a pig-brain sometimes. Urrgh. I think Dad's gonna knock on my door soon- I've been in here awhile. Sigh. Sometimes I wish I could go live with Jed, and his mom and dad. Cus he actually has a mom. Whatever. TTYL.

}Madelyn