Dear Diary,
I am no ordinary teenager. My life is complicated, even more now that I have spent the last 3 and a half years of my life in this..."school." I cannot give away its location because it's, well, not supposed to exist. I am aware that this makes absolutely no sense but so is talking to someone who does not exist. Could it ever be possible that I, Princess Konstanz, heir to the throne of England, be writing in a...diary? Father has told me many times to start writing in one because one day, it will be an antique. Well, I found that idea ridiculous. What would I write? Surely not would I spend my valuable time writing this in my diary:
Dear Diary,
Today I had English, French, German, Spanish, Greek, and Latin classes. Then I had Aritmacy, quickly followed by Art, Life Sciences, Music, and History/Geography.
BORING! I cannot even think of myself writing this! Now, I have other things to worry about. Like: Potions, Care of Magical Creature, Quidditch Practice, Charms, Divination, and History of Magic...
NOTE: This is a story I am writing in my free time. This is a sort of crossover just to excerse my writing skills. Please don't flame this because it isn't real! Nor do the characters in Harry Potter (see how BORED I am!) belong to me, they belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. please do not sue!