GELLO'S JOURNAL


My name is GELATO. Yeah! What a weird name. It's Italian for ice cream. My grandma gave it to me hoping that I would be a sweet and cool girl. But I turned out to be a rather cold kid. Jokes on you grandma. My grandma was a baker. ( isn't that obvious? ) She was born and brought up in a village that's far away from my hometown. ( I mean faaaaaaaar) She moved back to her village after I turned 10. She said she's going to bring back her childhood or something. I don't really remember that speech she gave us at the...