By: Mimi M.
Dear Diary,
It's hard to believe that I found the
World Globe and that I am on my way to find my parents. This morning, I used
the touch screen to locate my parents. They are in Sydney, Australia. So, I'm
off to Sydney.
Thanks to my handy-dandy maps, I know
how to get there. But, I have to fly. My magic carpet is broken so, I need to
take an airplane and I need money. Hopefully, $50 is enough to get me a trip to
Sydney. The closest airport to catch a plane to Australia is,
unfortunately, 100-miles away. And without a magic carpet, that means I have to
walk to the airport. So this is going to take awhile.
~~
Walking is hard. Like, super hard.
Like, I-walked-the-entire-day-and-only-went-about-20-miles hard. Now that I
only have 80 miles left, I should be on a flight to Sydney in three days.
More walking tomorrow, I need to make a
shelter. Unfortunately, there aren’t any caves around here, so I slept under
the stars. Well, it wasn’t that bad, no rain.
~~
Aaah. Everything feels much better
after food and a full night's rest. All right food was more like a raw lizard
(I ran out of food. And there are no stores around here, because even after
walking 20 miles, I am still in a BARREN WASTELAND!) And I had about five hours
of sleep (if you can call it that). But, ya know, whatever. Guess I have to
start walking now. Yay.
~~
I think I'm close now. If it was light outside
and I could, ya know, see, I would be able to see the airport. I know I could
walk to it in like, 30 minutes. But it's getting dark, so I'm going to sleep.
~~
Turns out, I was right. What I wrote
last night was true, after walking for, like, 25 minutes, I saw the airport. It
would be hard to miss it. Sure, it's dirty, and grimy, and smelly, but it has
electricity. And, more importantly, a way to my parents!!!
Right
now, I'm about to get my ticket. Unfortunately, the only place to get a ticket
is staffed by… NO ONE!! So, guess it's time to sit back, and sleep.
~~
Well, after a few hours of sleep, there
finally was someone at the ticket booth. So I bought my ticket. Unfortunately,
I only had enough money to buy a one way, third class ticket to Sydney.
Hopefully, my parents have a nice home, and can take care of me, because I am
out of money and have no way of getting back home.
I am on the plane. Time for sleep..
Bye,
Riley Johnson
Will Riley
reunite with her parents? Find out next week in the final installment of Dear Diary.
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