September 20, 1825

September 20, 1825

Dear Diary,

Today was ONE of the worst days in my life! So today was the grand opening of the news store, and there was a great crowd. I just about squeezed my way to the front, so I could watch as they cut that beautiful red velvet ribbon. They said that once the ribbon was cut, the doors would be open and that everyone was free to go inside. So as I watched in excitement, as the pair of scissors slowly touched the ribbon; an old looking man rode in with his horse. He was holding a letter, and as he rode in, the scissors jumped right of the ribbon. When I saw the look on Joe’s face (Joe owns all the news stands/ stores), I knew something wasn’t right. Then Joe turned to the crowd and read the letter; he said that someone has just shut down his business. And that everyone should return to their homes immediately. I was devastated, and as everyone fled the scene, I quickly ran to the old news stand (that was lying in the middle of the road as a remembrance) and grabbed as many piles of news papers I could find. Then mama saw me and she grabbed as many she could as well. It took us twice as long to get home because we were lugging those heavy news papers. But mama never complained one bit, and as soon as we got home, she sent me to bed and I haven’t fallen asleep yet. I thought I would write in you tomorrow and tell you…but…I just couldn’t get my mind of not having a news stand anymore. So I will tell you what the article on the first page was about.

So the article was about this guy named Isaac Brock, and his Defence of Canada. Actually, I’m not in the mood to tell you right now. I think I will just go to bed and maybe I will tell you tomorrow. (But only if I feel any better)

Boy, I hope mama isn’t in a bad mood tomorrow; she was having so much fun reporting stories with me. We were just starting to have some fun together; you know…we were actually making a bond. And now all my hopes of doing something for papa that actually meant a lot to both of us, is all gone. Why does something bad always have to happen to my family?!!

Love,

Extremely Angry Samantha Jones