a first journal entry
[ Her handwriting is round and and almost childish, spattered with tiny inkdrops where she flicks her quill too quickly at the end of each letter. It meanders across the page, diagonally and occasionally horizontally, ignoring the lines altogether]
I finally got a new journal! Aren't you excited? I'm excited!
I mean, I'm sure I could've found that last one--Maybe I baked it into a pie last summer? No! I bet I left it under the seat on the train!
That makes much more sense, because the trains have these huuuuuuuuuuuuge compartments under them, and one time this guy bet me I couldn't fit in one (this was my first year here, I was teeeeny) and I fit inside and so I won the bet and he had to give me a chocolate frog and he tried to give me one but EW it was opened and I didn't want his boy germs on it so I said "HEY" and told him he'd better give me one with the wrapper still on!!!
--I acted all mean but secretly I just wanted the card, because I'm collecting those, you know? I stick them up on my wall back home and pretend they're all waving to me! It's like having extra friends! You can never have enough friends! I have lots and LOTS of friends, of course. You're my friend, right? Yes you, reading this in class when you should be doing that worksheet. Speaking of which, what's the homework? I wrote it down but then I turned the paper into an airplane because I wanted to get a ghost's attention and he was just floating away from me and I was like "EURGH. HOW RUDE." So wanna know what I did? I chased him down and--
[ the entry is broken off, where she evidently lost interest and instead covered the bottom half of the page with doodles of balloons and cupcakes. ]
I finally got a new journal! Aren't you excited? I'm excited!
I mean, I'm sure I could've found that last one--Maybe I baked it into a pie last summer? No! I bet I left it under the seat on the train!
That makes much more sense, because the trains have these huuuuuuuuuuuuge compartments under them, and one time this guy bet me I couldn't fit in one (this was my first year here, I was teeeeny) and I fit inside and so I won the bet and he had to give me a chocolate frog and he tried to give me one but EW it was opened and I didn't want his boy germs on it so I said "HEY" and told him he'd better give me one with the wrapper still on!!!
--I acted all mean but secretly I just wanted the card, because I'm collecting those, you know? I stick them up on my wall back home and pretend they're all waving to me! It's like having extra friends! You can never have enough friends! I have lots and LOTS of friends, of course. You're my friend, right? Yes you, reading this in class when you should be doing that worksheet. Speaking of which, what's the homework? I wrote it down but then I turned the paper into an airplane because I wanted to get a ghost's attention and he was just floating away from me and I was like "EURGH. HOW RUDE." So wanna know what I did? I chased him down and--
[ the entry is broken off, where she evidently lost interest and instead covered the bottom half of the page with doodles of balloons and cupcakes. ]