It was now about 12:00 AM. "What are you doing?!", that was the sound of the orphanage owner. What is her name, you may ask? Her name is Scarlett Parks, but since she's a lady, she has to be called Ms. Parks. If you want a picture of what she looked like, she had a sloppy bun, a "designer" robe, bunny slippers, and a green face mask.
"Nothing".
"What do you mean? It looks like you're hiding something under that pillow!"
"Really, it's nothing to worry about at all." Ms. Parks always gets onto me... ALWAYS. I don't understand why, I never did anything wrong AT ALL.
"ARE YOU WRITING, PAST YOUR BEDTIME AGAIN, IN THAT USELESS DIARY OF YOURS?! It's not like it's going to get you ANYWHERE, in life. SERIOUSLY! You're all alone! It's just this orphanage! Your OWN mother gave you up, to your aunt! Then, when you were 8 years old, YOUR AUNT DIED!" I don't understand why your mother named you JOY, anyways! You don't give ME joy!"
Why does she have to read my life history?! UGH!
I don't know why she does this to me EVERY NIGHT! Yes, I know that I'm staying up past my bedtime, but it's not like I'm going to rob a bank or something, while she's having her "beauty sleep".
Ms. Parks ALWAYS has the same useless argument with me, every night! UGH!
"Now, what do you have to say?" Ms. Parks said in a "sweet, innocent voice".
"Sorry, Ms. Parks. I'll clean up the orphanage, early dawn, and won't eat breakfast". Seriously! I have to deal with this all the time! It takes me FOREVER, to clean up the entire orphanage! The orphans here, are all girls, and they don't make a mess! Ms. Parks purposely trashes the orphanage everyday, so that she can have a "reason", for me to clean up.
"Finally! Something you did, that was actually correct! I better see you 6:30 AM, sharp, cleaning up this place! I don't wake up until 8:00 AM tomorrow, so I BETTER see this place spotless, and windows so polished, I could see my reflection!" If you're wondering, Ms. Parks is an absolute cheap person, but she has security cameras, basically everywhere.
"Yes, ma'am."
*COUGH* That was Ms. Parks.
"Sorry, Ms. Parks."
Ms. Parks finally left.
I'll write more in the morning.
-Joy
~Time Skip~
I wake up, and look at my cheap alarm clock. It's 6:20 AM. UGH! Time for one of the hardest tasks, in the morning.. GETTING UP! I finally manage to get up, and it's 6:22 AM. After changing, it's 6:26 AM. Okay, I just need cleaning supplies. I go into the closest, and search for the cleaning supplies. Here's the picture: fur coats and "designer" shoes that are taking most of the space in the closet. Which makes it harder to find stuff.
Thankfully, I found the cleaning supplies, and looked at the clock, in the hallway. It was 6:29 AM. PERFECT timing!
I got to go, I have to start cleaning now. I'll write back ASAP! WISH ME LUCK.. AGAIN! I'll need A LOT of luck, in my future.
-Joy