Saturday, 9th May, 2026

Dear diary...uh, uh no too much. I'm just writing about my day. Why need to go formal and treat a diary like a person. HEY, THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PERSON AND A DIARY, GET IT???

Sorry it's just life getting to me.

You see we are quadruplets. Two boys and two girls. Sam, Tam (weird right), Jessie and Kessie(me). Funny thing is, we're not weird. In fact, we are normal tweens living a normal life with normal, rich parents. We are only called weird because we bloody hate each other. And by bloody at times it can get bloody. OMG I actually saw Sam with bloody-mucusy mixture on his nose after I heard the two arguing about who was going to represent the family in the all time VR world cup final in Canada. Anyway, let's get back. I have my own room with all the chaos. We consider ourselves lucky that our dad was around when we we're choosing our rooms. He usually doesn't care about trying to get us closer together. He only cares about our performance in academic activities.

Speaking of togetherness, Mum has got us this diary your are reading now. We have been begging her for one, but she must've seen the opportunity and bought only one. Then she ordered us to figure out how to share. Not a good idea. Hopefully never the greatest. She was forced to help us. I got to write first, then Jessie, then Tam and finally Sam. We write in different styles so that we do not understand each others writing. Now I better sign off, swim lessons are soon.

KESSIE.