Hattie in the Attic

Hattie in the Attic

My name is Hattie MacGruder, and I am special. At least that's what my Grandma Nettie says. I spent two weeks with her this summer. I didn't want to go, but by the time I got back I was glad I had.

On the last day I was there, I found a hat in my grandma's attic. It was a magical hat. I'm not making this up. It really was magical!

When I got back, I told my friends Sybil and Sarah what had happened, but they said I was lying. Well, I wasn't, and they're liars and fibbers and tellers of untruth. I have proof that the hat was magical. The proof is in my diary.

Special Note: I'm not going to let you read that Eric Ledbetter wrote a love note to Sarah. Even though she is a liar and a fibber and a teller of untruths, Sarah would be so embarrassed if anyone knew Eric had written the love note. Even she doesn't deserve that.

Diary, Day 14 Sarah, Sybil, and I had our summer all planned. But Mom, who probably has never had a summer vacation, told me tonight that I had to go to Grandma Nettie's for two weeks. Two weeks? It might as well be two years.