novembir 2 2013
i put a peese of cande in the time capsol toda there are 2 things in it now. mommy said aftr lots of yers of puting things in it we can bary it undurgrond and i can look at it in a lon time. rite now i am 7 so it wil be alon time befor i can opin it.
i wondr if the cande will be good enuf to eat when i opin it agan.
August 16, 2016
Hello diary it has been a while. I think that this writing will be better thogh because I have been to school for 6 years so I know a lot more about grammar. It will not be perfect yet.
Anyway I added a photograph into the time capsole today. Its of me and my best friend Lizzy.
I hope she remembers me all the way in California. I remember her.
January 7, 2020
Oh my! I am looking over my past entries in this and gasping! School will do some good, I suppose.
I finally won a writing contest! I honestly have no clue what to do with the prize money; five hundred dollars is a lot. Mother says I should put it all in my savings account, but I really don't want to. Of course, however, I will probably put one hundred of it in anyway...reluctantly.
And it's obvious where to put most of it.
Time capsule, we meet again.
October 23, 2020
Happy 15th birthday to me! Not happy highschool memories. Oh my, so much drama!
Don't even get me started on the food.
I've literally been in highschool for a few months, and I hate it; I really miss Lizzy. Yes, I have Cara, but Lizzy was there for me when Bryan Banks picked on me for my pigtails. She was there when I lost my first tooth. She was there to help me with school.
She was very smart.
November 13, 2020
Time capsule addition: Geometry test! I got an eighty five out of eighty. Whoop whoop!
December 25, 2020
Merry Christmas, diary! I received many amazing gifts, but the best would definitely be the new phone I got. But don't worry. I won't leave you for an electronic.
February 28, 2021
Mother is sick.
Nothing goes in the time capsule.
March 9, 2021
Tears are falling onto the page.
Mother's picture will be going into the capsule today.
July 31, 2021
I fear Dad is losing it. With Mother gone and five kids to handle, each playing two sports...I pity him. He has been different lately. I worry.
August 27, 2021
First day of sophomore year. Nothing exciting to report.
Matthew Davis is very cute.
September 30, 2021
A picture of Dad goes into the time capsule.
Last night he set off without a word.
October 23, 2021
My sweet sixteen was not sweet; we are living with our cousins now, and all I got was a cake. That didn't last long, however, because there are eight kids and two parents in one house now.
At least I have my own room.
November 5, 2021
I just went on my first date with Matthew Davis. He was so kind, and as I lay here in my bed, writing this, butterflies are still bouncing all around in my stomach. I will put his picture in the capsule. Whether or not this goes anywhere, he will always be my first date.
December 25, 2021
January 13, 2022
I won another writing contest (took me long enough)! I guess I just didn't really have time to write anything...my life is a mess. Matthew is the only normal thing I have.
I put all of the prize money in a savings account. Mother would be proud.
March 21, 2023
My, my! I am so happy I found you, diary. Wow, my handwriting sure did get better. News: I'm a junior now! I'm so close to finishing school. It's like a marathon...and I've got one mile to go, one more stretch to break through the ribbon.
I think I'm in love with Matthew Davis.
October 23, 2023
I am officially an adult. At the end of this year, I will officially close it and not open it up until 2056...when I am fifty years old. Wow, that seems so far away.
January 1, 2024
I got to have my Happy New Year's kiss.
January 7, 2024
Diary, I am nervous for when I must bury my time capsule. I think I am writing in here so much more now that I understand what's going to happen.
January 15, 2024
I feel like I should put something else in the capsule...but I do not know what.
March 28, 2024
Why do I keep losing you? So much time that I could have spent writing, filling your pages, is wasted. I am very disappointed in myself.
April 14, 2024
Been busy applying for colleges. Can't write much.
May 30, 2024
The day is coming.
June 4, 2024
I am officially done with school (excluding college). Now is when I must insert the last items into my capsule and bury it.
I guess this is goodbye. My last three additions to the capsule are my senior pictures, prom pictures of me and Matthew, and....
32 years later
Sucking in a breath, I pull out the first item in the little box: a very old and hard lollipop. Matthew throws his head back and laughs.
"I'm not even going to ask," he chuckles. I lightly punch him in the arm.
"I was seven. Give me a break."
I set it aside, pulling out a very dusty picture at the same time. Using my shirt to clean it off, I bring my hand to my mouth. There is ten-year old Lizzy, smiling at me through the photograph.
"That was what she looked like the last time I saw her," I murmur, and Matthew wraps his arm around me. I lean my head against his shoulder.
No more words are needed as we pull out everything, item by item, setting each carefully aside after thorough inspection.
The pictures of the grandparents my children never had. The geometry test I aced. Money from winning writing contests. Finally, I reach down into the box but feel nothing. Confused, I sit up and look inside the box myself.
Tucked in the corner, cover barely hanging on, lays my old diary, begging me to read it and hold it once again.