“Dear May, do you remember the day that Maewi or the Witch, bought you? When I was 5, alas! OH, you were an “ugly book.” As Maewi said. Don’t listen to her, that evil woman. Never, okay, my dearest friend?! She gave me that “stinky, dirty book from the dump” but the moment I saw you, I knew that you were my dearest friend, the only one I talk to at the house of maewi, unless my sister love, My dearest Anne! Yes, but I repaired you, and you are as beautiful as ever! You were always beautiful, so much, my navy letter diary! Do you remember how I named you? It was in May, so I named you Mayiona. I added Iona because Anne and I called Witch Maewi,” Maewi Iona when we were four! That day was just the best! I, Esathlea Gingerly say the most to you and now listen, the most carefully…
“Hey! Esa!” Shouted Anne “Ok, here, I am done.” Said Esa, carefully putting down her diary, named Mayiona.” Why do you always write in Mayiona, sis? asked Anne. “Because “said Esa tartly, like she heard that question many times.; which she has! “Like you write in Madeline, baby sister!”
Month 127, to my Madeline
Oh, to my Madeline, the name of my diary, a name which I’ll never have. We meet again! What a beautiful place we are in! By beautiful, I mean it! Esa sis and I are out of the village! I will tell you later how we went out. Can you believe it? It is so great! There are trees blocking the way, they are Oak. Me and Esa are resting in the valley below the mountain. We are sitting under an orange tree, there is a lake nearby and many birds. Some are sparrows, ravens, mockingbirds, and others I have not studied about. I am so tired. Oh at least I have Esa and you!
Magically, when we placed our hands on the ruby, the roll of parchment went out again and read,” Alas, you are my daughters! My eyes are open! My name is Jadea, and I am your real mother. Believe me children! Believe me!” And then we were out there! We somehow had food in our pockets and more food in the “ugly “pouches from Maewi. Oh, maewi! How I love to forget her, that evil woman. Oh, she is a pain in the neck! Mae is her middle name and Wi is short for Witch! Clever, right?
“Um” said Esa “Sis, we are getting distracted!” The sisters were still under the orange tree and the birds’ songs.” Oh, my!” whispered Anne, “Have you ever noticed this?”
To Mary, my diary
47 years 4 months 2 weeks 8 days 67 hours 9 minutes 2 seconds and 3165 Mini seconds!
My.my! Oh, those brats are getting what they deserved! Look at my Mary! Oh, Mary my diary, your name came from a person that I never knew! Those stupid girls are roasted meat! My plan when I was 11 years younger! When those nasty brats came to my house! It is back in action! For I am real witch deserves to be a real witch!
Wrote Isidona with a naughty smile on her lips.
“Hey! Esa!” Shouted Anne “Ok, here, I am done.” Said Esa, carefully putting down her diary, named Mayiona.” Why do you always write in Mayiona, sis? asked Anne. “Because “said Esa tartly, like she heard that question many times.; which she has! “Like you write in Madeline, baby sister!”
Month 127, to my Madeline
Oh, to my Madeline, the name of my diary, a name which I’ll never have. We meet again! What a beautiful place we are in! By beautiful, I mean it! Esa sis and I are out of the village! I will tell you later how we went out. Can you believe it? It is so great! There are trees blocking the way, they are Oak. Me and Esa are resting in the valley below the mountain. We are sitting under an orange tree, there is a lake nearby and many birds. Some are sparrows, ravens, mockingbirds, and others I have not studied about. I am so tired. Oh at least I have Esa and you!
Magically, when we placed our hands on the ruby, the roll of parchment went out again and read,” Alas, you are my daughters! My eyes are open! My name is Jadea, and I am your real mother. Believe me children! Believe me!” And then we were out there! We somehow had food in our pockets and more food in the “ugly “pouches from Maewi. Oh, maewi! How I love to forget her, that evil woman. Oh, she is a pain in the neck! Mae is her middle name and Wi is short for Witch! Clever, right?
“Um” said Esa “Sis, we are getting distracted!” The sisters were still under the orange tree and the birds’ songs.” Oh, my!” whispered Anne, “Have you ever noticed this?”
To Mary, my diary
47 years 4 months 2 weeks 8 days 67 hours 9 minutes 2 seconds and 3165 Mini seconds!
My.my! Oh, those brats are getting what they deserved! Look at my Mary! Oh, Mary my diary, your name came from a person that I never knew! Those stupid girls are roasted meat! My plan when I was 11 years younger! When those nasty brats came to my house! It is back in action! For I am real witch deserves to be a real witch!
Wrote Isidona with a naughty smile on her lips.