21.6.2

It was in the air, that uneasy feeling, the one where you know something bad is going to happen and you can just feel it? The air was thick and heavy with it. I was walking home from a party at my friend Alahnah’s place. I dislike parties, they are all formal and full of strange people. Alahnah’s mum, Lady Taylor, was forever holding parties and inviting me along. At every one I was introduced to at least three strangers. It’s no use saying no to one of Lady Taylor’s invites, she would always manage to persuade you into coming. I was the envy of many of the ladies in town. Most of them would kill someone to receive an invite. But this was only because the parties often played host to many earls, viscounts and occasionally a duke. Lady Taylor was well known, people from seven or eight towns away were familiar with her name. Lady Taylor was as rich as they get. But the thing I admired most was that although she was rich she was not materialistic. Many that had that kind of money became materialistic, snobby and conceited. Yes she had servants but she also loved to bake cakes and pastries in her spare time. Before I knew it I had arrived at my front door. I retreated upstairs to my bedroom, undressed and clambered into bed. But I still had that uneasy feeling, like someone was watching my every move.

Hey i’m maddi!, I live in kilsyth south and my blog will contain stories, diary entries, poetry etc. I will be unloading alot of creative energy into this blog and i hope you enjoy reading it! Please feel free to leave comments, i really appreciate that. thanx a bunch!