Prologue

Twelve-year old Yen Sparx was helping her mom clean the attic, she didn't know anything about her dad or he being a sorcerer and a convict nor that she was actually the princess of Sparx. Nope, Bloom did not tell her anything. Yen and her mom lived in a little house on Gardenia. She had lived an ordinary life ,so far.

Yen was cleaning a trunk when she found a brown leather book, it was thick, very thick, and it had a strap vertically around it on the right. Yen, like her mom, was a curious girl. She blew dust away from the book to reveal an empty cover, it has no tittle. She had never seen this book before, being curious, Yen kept the book and get on with her work.

That night , Bloom had tucked her into bed. Yen waited until her mother was gone then she quickly switched on the little night light on her desk. Yen proceeded to reached under her bed and took out the book, taking a closer look, the book seemed older than herself. The pages are yolky yellow and some are torn , but the read are still readable. Yen excitedly turned the first page , on the top, it is written Prologue . Her eyes began scanning the next line .

Dear Diary, The day I have decided to write this book, my mind is made , I will put down every incident in this book and watch my little daughter Yen grow up. Talking about Yen , I have not told her about her father , she must know the truth but I will wait until the time is right. This book contains all the incidents of my life, I've been through so many things , so many excitement , so many memories, and so many sorrows. Some incidents scared me for life, some people scared me for life. The thought of this incidents that occurred fading into oblivion has been bugging me that is why I have decide to write them into this since the day I met Yen's father , my life is changed forever , he left me , left me with Yen. I will wait for him to come back no matter how long it takes. I will wait.

Yen looked at the date, it is listed as 2029. Her age is 2 on that year ; Yen thought back, trying to remember her mom writing anything on that year but she couldn't seem to remember , maybe she's just too young. Yen closed the book and slip it under her bed, she switched off the lights and decided to continue reading it tomorrow.