Question

Imagine you are Shruti. Write a diary entry expressing your feelings of happiness after getting your father's permission to perform in the fusion band.​

Answer 1

Answer:

I sat on my bed, my arm slouching over my head. I wimpered. Why? Why didn't I get to go? A knock came from my door, startling me. I got up, sat straight, and went to the mirror to check my face. Someone knocked again. I ran to the door, slowly opening the handle. It was my dad.

"You can go to the fusion band," he said.

I sighed with relief. I let all those negative feelings rush out. Without a second delay, I found myself in my closet. I was picking a dress to wear. I picked a pretty one that looked fine on me. I took a shower, and skipped my way into where I belonged; the fusion band.