Thursday December 8

          Joseph's family take us to the village which floors are white with fresh snow. We haven't had snow in Rosing for a long time and the sight of it takes my breath away. Little shops cram the sides. There cute and as soon as I see one labeled Lady's Dresses I barge in without telling the others. When I come out, having seen all the stuff I wanted, my father was standing there with a stern expression on his face. Now I know never to leave without permission.
          We go around the whole thing twice before I start seeing a bunch of people. I'm surprised, it's nearly noon and in our town the citizens go about around seven. Hmm...guess they do things differently here.

Love,

          Princess Delia

RATE THIS CHAPTER!

Click to View Author Guidance

Delia Wood records her day in a diary starting at her twelve birthday, the day she is crowned Princess of the town of Rosing.

Delly Grace W.
Age: 12
Looks: Blond hair and blue eyes. Pale skin.

updated Nov 17 '11 by HarryPotter.lover