Camping at 8

My family camped a lot when I was a kid. Here are a couple of diary entries related to one of our trips:

June 22, 1991

Dear Diary,

Today I’m going camping. It’s going to be great. So I’m going to bring you. So you’ll hear lots of things. Well bye.

And the next day:

June 23, 1991

Dear Diary,

Yesterday I came here. It was a long ride but I madangd it. We saw a deer and a skunk raccoon. We set up our tent well bye. See We lookd for fire wood. We found some. Well bye now. See you tomorrow.

Nice details. I wonder else what the diary heard.

Who I trusted at 8

Delving back into my childhood diary.

June 19, 1991

Dear Diary,

I’m sorry I didn’t see you yesterday. Well I’m having a great day. It has been fun. School is far off. You are one person I can trust and God and Jesus. Well bye. See you tomorrow.

Beings who didn’t make the cut: my pets, my friends, my family. Also, I feel like I snubbed the Holy Spirit.

Get to know me at 8

Entries from my childhood diary:

June 16, 1991

Dear Diary

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

Dear Diary

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!