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[1985] Bad Boys and Foul-Mouthed Twins

April 1, 1985

Dear Diary.

I met such a bad boy. He is so sick bad. he’s fat. and his name is ivgeny tarkovsky.

Not the last time I would cross paths with a bad boy. The difference is that as an eight-year-old I had the good sense to recognize one and keep my distance. Ivan was bad, fat, and possibly sick. I knew well enough to stay away.

December 28, 1985

ghostDear Diary.

I am so happy. Soon it is new years eve. I will have gests. and I will have two kids named Anna and Ralph. There good friends but I hate it wen they say a carse.

Anna and Ralph were fraternal twins who I loved to play with, despite their salty language. They lived in a complex of apartment buildings that I was amazed by, because there were numerous playgrounds throughout.  It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized these buildings were part of a housing project. Anna, Ralph, and I loved playing a game called Ghost, which was similar to Marco Polo, except it involved one person wearing a sheet over their head and turning off all the lights.  Lamps were knocked over, shins were bruised, fun was had.

My parents stopped socializing with their parents when they discovered Anna and Ralph’s folks were avid drug users. One night, the twin’s parents offered my mom and dad some cocaine while us kids played in the other room. My parents were shocked and said no, and that was the last time I saw the twins.  Years later, we heard that Anna’s father got really high one night and threw Anna out the window. I don’t know if that’s true but to this day the family’s wherabouts are a mystery to us.

  1. August 20, 2009 at 2:46 pm

    I love this. I’m a journal-girl, and I’m on my seventh one. I myself look back and often read the entries I wrote many years ago, when I was eleven and got my first diary. It’s such a revelation the changes that have occurred since then.

    Kudos to you. This is a wonderful idea of yours.

    • damiella
      August 20, 2009 at 3:24 pm

      Thank you! I find it interesting to look back and see how on one hand I’ve grown and matured since those early scribbles, but also remained essentially the same person in many ways.

  2. September 1, 2016 at 10:54 pm

    Making up your own games as kids was the best! My brothers and cousins and I also had a game which involved ghosts and turning off the lights. Except we had these little glow-in-the-dark ghosts that we would take turns hiding around a room and then the others would have to go in and find them all in the dark.

  1. March 12, 2010 at 12:53 pm

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