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Saturday, 10 October 2015
Friday, 9 October 2015
Claire's Diary 09/10/2015
09/10/2015
Dear diary
I'm looking for some horror movies to get me into the spooky spirit of Halloween. For some reason, the scariest thing I can find is Hotel Transylvania. No Dawn Of The Dead? No Exorcist? No Texas Chainsaw Massacre? It's supposed to be October! Why is it Easter and Christmas spread the festive films throughout the majority of... Hold on, I can't actually think of many Easter movies. There's Easter Parade. I like that one. I think I'll watch that tonight.
Claire
Thursday, 8 October 2015
Claire's Diary 08/10/2015
08/10/2015
Dear diary
My costume is starting to really look creepy! I got hold of some fake blood to splatter all over my front. Now I look like a real werewolf! If only Halloween could come sooner. I'm ready to go to a party and show off my costume, but it's still only 1 week into October. I can't take this dumb thing off anyway so I might as well just wait. That said, it's not going to be such an appropriate outfit once Christmas comes around.
Claire
Wednesday, 7 October 2015
Claire's Diary 07/10/2015
07/10/2015
Dear diary
I've found a shirt to go over my stupid wolf costume. All it needs is some fake blood and also a few tears to make it look as though I have transformed into a werewolf. Creative huh? And all it cost me was an old T-shirt that nobody wants anyway. Well, maybe 1 person does. My brother. It's his shirt. And it's smelly. Better give it a wash before I tear it up.
Claire
Tuesday, 6 October 2015
Claire's Diary 06/10/2015
06/10/2015
Dear diary
It brings me so much joy when mother ducks take their ducklings out for a stroll! It's good to see parents being both instructive and responsible in this world. Ducks are my friends. I've even had a few come over for tea and biscuits. If I were a duck, I'd paddle about in the water all day. I'd also probably buy a barbecue grill.
Claire
Monday, 5 October 2015
Claire's Diary 05/10/2015
05/10/2015
Leaves are everywhere! Golden leaves, red leaves, orange leaves, brown leaves, blue leaves all over the place. It;s a wonder I can even get to my front door. There are piles and piles of leaves across the front garden. I'm going to have to get a broom and sweep them away like Piglet! Because like Piglet, I don't mind the leaves that are leaving. Although I would feel a bit hurt if they decided to leave. Does that mean they don't like my lawn? Oh well. I'm sure a few more leave won't hurt. I can always exit through the window.
Claire
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