7/12/09 01:05 am
I'm still so confused. When I arrived, there was candy and chess pieces and people looked like they were having fun but most simply looked baffled. Then everything was dark and people were chasing each other and I don't particularly understand that, either. And now things look...strange. Very strange. A bit like England in the 1400s, maybe? Very old, I know that.
I know I'm not all that well educated, but this just doesn't seem physically possible. I thought sorcery and magic only existed in tales told to children. How can this even be happening? And why us? Why me, the plain boring orphan, instead of funny and tender Vlad or clever but stubborn Dimitri? I just--
I have no idea. Is anyone even reading this? Part of me wants someone to and part of me thinks this is awful, the pathetic ramblings of a little girl and no one should read it ever. Aren't diaries meant to be private? I don't even know any longer.
I know I'm not all that well educated, but this just doesn't seem physically possible. I thought sorcery and magic only existed in tales told to children. How can this even be happening? And why us? Why me, the plain boring orphan, instead of funny and tender Vlad or clever but stubborn Dimitri? I just--
I have no idea. Is anyone even reading this? Part of me wants someone to and part of me thinks this is awful, the pathetic ramblings of a little girl and no one should read it ever. Aren't diaries meant to be private? I don't even know any longer.