My First Journal Entry

Introduction

Date: March 24, 2008

Dear Journal,

Hello, my name is Emma Pervatti. I’m 17 years old and I live in Pennsylvania. I’m not the most ordinary teenager. Not many people believe me when I tell them this either, so I normally keep it to myself. I can see and talk to ghosts. It’s very scary at times and not very easy. Only my cousin, Dominic, sisters, Rosemary and Isabella, best friend, Samantha, and my boyfriend, Tannor, knows. My mom doesn’t know and would think I’m crazy if she found out.

Who I live with is not so normal. I live with my older sister, Rosemary, Rosie, 23, her husband, Noah, 24, my half-sister, Isabella, Bella, 15, and my two nephews, Daniel and Gabriel, both one. We live in the state of New Jersey and we love it here. Our mother lives in California with my step-dad, Isabella’s father.

My father died when I was a few months old. Rosie was about 5 or 6 years old, and very close to our father. My real father, Daniel Pervatti, was driving home one night from work and fell asleep at the wheel. He drove into the wrong lane and the on-coming car didn’t see him soon enough and they crashed. He was rushed to the hospital and my mom got the call. At that time, my cousin Dominic and Aunt Katie lived with us, so we stayed with her. My mom met a doctor by the name of Anthony Connor, and he gave her the bad news about my dad. She had cried in that doctor’s arms. A few months later, my mom saw him at the grocery store and they started to talk and than date. By the time I was one and a half, my mom was engaged, married and pregnant. She soon had that baby, and named her Isabella Connor. Rosemary named her first twin son after our grandfather, and the other twin after our real father.

About Dominic. My Aunt Katie raised Dominic on her own. They always live right next to us or with us in Philadelphia. Dominic was only a few months older than I was, and he was my father’s God son. Dominic and I were very close, we just had a bond, and part of it is because he, too, can see ghost, and I think it had to do with my father. Anyway, Dominic is basically my older brother, and he protects me like a brother would.

The reason why Bella and I live with our sister and her family and not our mother is because we wanted to finish high school in Philadelphia. Our mom and Anthony wanted to move to California. Rosie was already settled, and she offered to take Bella and I. My mom gladly accepted because she wanted more time with Anthony. Plus, Rosie wanted help raising her sons, and sense I am Gabriel’s God mother and Bella is Daniel’s God mother, she asked us to help. We both told her yes, because Noah works as an EMT all day, and sometimes nights. Rosemary has been working as an assistant nurse for about two years, and she works third shift. So, Rosie can watch the babies during the day when we have school, and we normally watch them at night, unless its summer. Than, Rosie and Noah work all day and Isabella and I watch the baby boys.

Both Isabella and I have amazing boyfriends. Isabella is dating Lee, and has been for two years. Lee had lived in Delaware and him and his family moved here about four years ago. Isabella liked him ever since they met, and he finally asked her out when she was 14 and he was 16. I, also, have an amazing boyfriend. His name is Tannor and we have been dating for 1 year. We met when I was 14 and he was 16. We were best friends, until I found out he was in love with me. I thought it was so sweet, and I realized I, too, had feelings for him. Now, I love him with all my heart, and he loves me, and nothing will change that either.

Since Bella and I are in the same high school. I’m in 11^th grade, and she’s in 9^th grade. We both have one really great friend. Isabella’s best friend is Anna. They knew each other since Isabella was in 6^th grade. She’s a really sweet kid and can be really hyper. My best friend is Samantha. I’ve known her since 2^nd grade, and we decided to go to the same high school so we can be together. We’ve been through everything together, and always will be there for each other.

As of right now my life is going pretty well, and the last ghost I’ve seen was the ghost of my father, watching me play with my God son, Gabriel. I think my dad is Gabriel’s Guardian Angel, since that would have been his grandson.

I’m going to go for now, I’ll eventually right in here again, but it might not be for awhile.

Bye from Emma.