By: Ashton D
Nevada, Grade: 4

Dear Diary,
Today Mother, Father and I moved to our new room in a boarding house in Cinncinatti. We walked in Mother talked to a lady and led us up some stairs.'' I have a daughter your age,'' the lady said to me. ''Why won't you go see her in the attic? Your Mother and Father and I will unpack.'' I ran up the stairs now. I thought I would be the only kid here! And this kid is a girl. Finally I found the attic room and smoothed my sky blue dress. I knocked on the door and heard a voice say
''Maybe that's Stirling now Kit.'' Kit?!I thought. A girl with blue eyes and blond hair opened the door.
''About time Stirling!'' she said.
''I'm not Stirling!'' I said.
''Opps!''said a voice in the room.
''Ruthie?''said the girl.
''Sorry,Kit''said the girl that I thought was Ruthie.
''Who are you?''asked who I thought was probably Kit.
''I'm Ashton. And my Mother and Father and I just moved here from downtown.
''Why won't you come in?''asked Kit.
''O.k.''I said. I walked in.
There was a girl with long brown curls sitting on a bed.
''Hi!''she said in a happy sort of voice.
''Hi''I said.''Ruthie,This is Ashton.''said Kit.
''Hey Kit!''said a pipsquack voice behind the door.
''Open up!''Kit opened the door and tumbled in with a gray eyed, 5 year old looking squirt with a runny nose.
''Hey Stirling!'' said Kit.
''You hang out with a 5 year old?''I asked.
''I'm not five!''said Stirling.
''6?''I asked.
''No!I'm 9!''he said.
''Stirling has delicate health.''explained Kit.
''Oh.''I said.
''Well Kit is she a new boarder?''asked Stirling.
''Yep!''said Ruthie.
''I'm Ashton,''I said to Stirling.
''Well lets get this news paper going and we have a new article!''said Kit.
''What is that?'' I asked.
''New kid in the boarding house!''exclaimed Kit.


Next time on Our New Home

''So,why won't we write about the weather?''I asked.
''Boring!'' said Ruthie behind me.
''I guess your right.''I said.
''Hmmmmm.............'' said Kit.
''Why won't we write about the gingersnap incident?''asked Stirling.
''What happened?'' I asked.
''Grace ate all the ginger snaps,'' said Ruthie laughing. ''Who's Grace?'' I asked. Then came in this dog.
''That's Grace,' said Kit as Grace began to lick me.