The "Back-in-Time" experiment
by Anonymous | Score: 2150
2-04
Winter is long and incredibly cold. We are in the depths of it now and I hate it. I can't go outside unless I want to get wet and be chilled to the bone. Unless Don would come. We can't go into town either. I hate this. I used to like winter, I don't mind the cold. Before we had to pretend that we were living in the late 1800s. I used to like winter because of my birthday, but even that's messed up. I could only invite people in the experiment, and I got presents that one would get in the 1800s. I only got an ugly locket and this diary. I was scared to ruin the white pages with my sloppy handwriting. I still am, but today I was so miserable I gave up. Before the historian who search me why was pretending to be a marketing director with a big ego. I cried and cried, I cried for help and I sobbed after Dad said "Why not." I tried to write a song before, and even though I didn't show it to my dad, he told me I can't be writing m