“Dear Diary,
It’s scary playing somewhere where Daddy isn’t the coach. I know sometimes I wrote about how he liked Chris more than me and how it made me angry, but I take all that back.
When Daddy told me that I was getting traded, I started crying and begged him not to. That made him sad and he hugged me for the first time in a long time, but he told me that it was better for the team to make the trade. That’s when I found out for real that Daddy loved the Clippers more than he loved me. Later I tried to be a big boy by telling him that I didn’t care about the Clippers either and that the Wizards were way better. He laughed then, I think because he was happy.
Wizards are kind of cool, I guess. Like Harry Potter. But this team is kind of scary. John likes to yell at Coach Scott a lot and John and Brad don’t get along. They don’t even talk to each other. I had a lot of friends in Los Angeles but I don’t have as many here. Dwight is fun though. He always has crazy stories and makes funny jokes. Sometimes the jokes are about “sex”, which I don’t know much about, but I always laugh because I know it’s a joke.
Today Dwight asked me if I wanted to go to a party. I asked him if there would be girls there and he said “kinda”. I don’t really like girls, they’re gross, so I said no. Then he said it was an “adult” party and that it’s probably better if I didn’t go.
Also today I accidentally called Coach Scott “Daddy”. That was real embarrassing. I wanted to cry but made myself not because then everybody would think I’m a big baby. You would never call me a big baby, Mr. Diary. You’re always so good at listening and not making fun.
That’s all for now, Diary.
-Austin”