((excuse the bad spelling, she is only 9 after all.))
June 25th, 3036
Helo litle book. Leson-mastr gave yu to me for my nineth birthdae. He sade tu wryt in yu wen I wantd. I just lerned how tu wryt. Mama sade I am a gud wrytr. Elfwin and papa du not cair. Thay never cair. I wil wryt latr. Gudby!
September 9th 3036
I snuck out agin tuday. Lesons ar so boring. Outsid is fun. My freinds du not hav tu take lesons. Papa calls thim "comonrs" and dus not like thim much. But I like thim. Thay ar my freinds. We play in the stri ster strets of the citty al day.
November 18th 3036
I snuck out agin. I allways git ce cot caut by the gards. My prity dreses must be wat gits me caut. Thay git torn and dirti somtyms tho wen I am playing. Wen I git caut and papa wants tu po pau punish me mama allways savs me. Elfwin just syts ther. Watevr he si sy sees wen he gos with the Ridrs must hav made hym qyet.