I WILL write a novel someday. I am Little Miss Writer. Who is Little Miss Writer? 8220;Keep this locket for me. Some time, sooner or later, I will ask for this back. And when that time comes, that means I am over you. Those were the last words she said to me, as she put in my hand, her favorite locket from her grandmother. It was silver and heart-shaped. Maybe I should start from the beginning. That year, a group of friends and I decided to party at the beach on the night before sp.

Thursday, February 16, 2012. You wanna mess with me? Thursday, December 8, 2011. We made cookies out of salt and flour. We did not eat them. Even though we made them in the kitchen, put them on a cookie sheet, tossed them in the oven, then put them on a plate at the dinner table. We did not eat them. And we painted some more. Painting is a messy job. I guess they are called ornaments, not cookies. Wednesday, November 30, 2011.