Entries from my childhood diary:
June 16, 1991
It’s fathers day. I had a great day, it was fun. I spent the weekend at grammy’s, it was fun. I had a great day. See you tomorrow.
And the next day:
June 17, 1991
Today I went shoping. We went to the doctor, shopd for grocerys it was ok. Then we ate lunch. I got a skip it. My sister got a pony. We bought dad some launchairs for fathers day. I know it’s late. Well I’m spending the night at Marie’s tonight. Well bye see you tomorrow.
If I had to give my eight year old self some writing advice, it would be show don’t tell. But props for the correct use of it’s!