Thank you so much for all your reviews! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting this long but I have six essays due by the beginning of next week and I've barely done three! I know not good! Well anyways, I felt bad keeping you waiting so I have decided to give you this next chapter, yes the diary finally comes into the picture, and will now make an appearance in every single chapter after this one. Thanks again for waiting patiently. (sorry if it isn't any good)

I slowly opened one eye, afraid to be blinded by the light pouring in from my window. I turned my head over to where Edmund had slept last night, he was still there, lying on his back, hand on his stomach. A sickening feeling surfaced in the pit of my stomach, he was in the same position now as he had been during the battle of Beruna. It hurt me to think about it; but my nerves quieted themselves as I saw his chest rise and fall. I quietly moved the covers out of my way and hopped out of the bed; the ground was cold, the atmosphere quiet. I made my way over to the window just above my desk, where I did my schoolwork. My eyes were locked on the outside world, the tree in the backyard was just beginning to blossom. I sat down in my chair and put my arms down on the cold surface, that's when something caught my eye. A brown package sat there, neatly placed in the middle of my desk. I reached over and took it in my hands with great caution, afraid that I would break it. After staring at it for a good three minutes, I made up my mind to open it. I began to tear the plain brown wrapping paper, my eyes went wide as I pulled out the contents of the package.

The diary was beautiful, the outside was a dark brown; it felt like leather. Down the spine gold swirls cascaded themselves in an elegant art form. I opened the relatively thick diary; the paper reminded me of the parchment I used to write on in Narnia, a smile erupted on my face. As I gazed down at it, a thought crept into my mind. Who could have given me this? I looked over at Edmund who was still asleep, he had changed positions and was now sleeping on his side, a small snore escaped from his lips. I put my handover my mouth to keep myself from laughing out loud. I shook my head, honestly it could have been anyone of my siblings. I began to search for a note of some sort, putting the diary at the edge of my table I searched through the shredded wrapping paper. As I was searching I accidentally knocked over the diary and it hit the floor with a great thud. I winced, that was really loud.

"Lucy", I turned around to see Edmund yawning and rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing?", he asked beginning to get up.

Rushing over to his side I pushed him back towards the pillow, "Nothing Eddie", I kissed his forehead and whispered, "Go back to sleep".

He didn't argue, he yawned one last time and rested his head back on the pillow, closed his eyes and fell asleep. I smiled and shook my head, Edmund loved to sleep. I tiptoed my way back to the desk and bent down to pick up the diary, as I did a small envelope fell to the floor. Picking it up I sat down in my chair and set the diary on the table. It was addressed to me of course, tearing the envelope open, I pulled out the letter and began to read it. What was inside brought tears to my eyes.

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I quickly slipped out of my nightgown and into some clothes before I woke up Edmund. I knew it would take a bit to wake him up, since he absolutely loved to sleep, he probably could sleep the day away if you'd let him.

"Edmund!", I lightly shook him awake.

"Mmmmhhm", he said pulling the covers over his head, ignoring me.

I persisted, shaking him about, "Edmund, please get up!"

"Lucy", he cried sitting up in bed and throwing the pillow at my face.

"Hey!", I cried as the pillow hit its target, both of us burst into laughter. I picked up the pillow and put it on top of my bed.

"Okay Edmund, now please exit the room so I may make my bed, breakfast will be ready soon", I said pulling him out of the bed.

"Lucy", he said giving me a fake frown, "I'm still sleepy".

I rolled my eyes at him, putting my hands on my hips, or where they used to be. "Your always sleepy".

He nodded at me and yawned, heading out the door, "See you at breakfast", he said.

"See ya, and Edmund", I said stopping him halfway down the hall to his room, "Thanks for staying with me". I smiled, walking towards him and giving him a big hug.

"No problem Lu, anytime", he said kissing me on the top of my head.

I gave him another big hug and headed back to my room, closing the door behind me. Picking up my diary I grabbed my pen and sat at my desk; beginning to write.

Peter said that I should write what I feel in you, so write I shall. I will not only tell you about the way I feel, but I will merge the feelings of my siblings as well. I shall begin first to tell you a little about my siblings starting with Peter my brother, or as I better know him as High King Peter the Magnificent. He is very brave and proud, very headstrong; I love him to pieces. He's a very good swordsman and rider, and a very good sister Susan, or as I've known her in Narnia Queen Susan the Gentle. Is very bright and well gentle, although now that I come to think of it she's not very gentle when it comes to using a bow and arrow. She could hit a bird right smack in the eye about a half a mile away. She's also very very very beautiful, all the boys fall over her, in Narnia and the ones at school. She comes home to tell me how they act like such idiots around her, trying to get her attention in the most childish ways. I just nod and try to listen, but honestly the topic of boys never interests me. I'm not the pretty one, she is, so I've never experienced anything like that. Anyways onto my other brother (elder) Edmund, in Narnia he was the best swordsman, able to use two swords in battle. Yes, he was even better than Peter, but I never say that. I feel that I am much closer to Edmund than any of my other siblings, I love them each the same, but Ed and I are closer in age therefore we depend more on each other. Plus in Narnia we would go on many adventures together. He's always there for me, well they all are.

Last night Edmund woke me up from a nightmare I had, it was about him. In Narnia we had a battle in Beruna, about a lion's ride away from Cair Paravel. There the White Witch came upon us with her army, full fledge. Susan and I were there just in time to see Alsan towering over the dead body of the White Witch, Peter's blank expression,and a dwarf raising his axe over the dying body of our brother... Edmund. Susan took an arrow and struck the dwarf down before he delivered the final blow, racing over to his body I gave him a drop from my cordial. I was almost too late, his breathing had stopped, and he appeared to be dead. I still remember his cold, pale face, eyes closed. He looked like he was sleeping. I had begun to cry, Susan was too, and Peter was in shock, but we all rejoiced when Edmund took a deep unexpected breath as if he had held it in the whole time. But in my dream Edmund had died, he didn't make it, and all because I didn't get to him in time. That 'what if' situation has haunted me till this day, and will continue too. My throat is still hoarse from all the screaming, I don't know if I was screaming as loudly out loud as I was in my dream, if I was I'm surprised all three of my siblings and my parents weren't staring down at me when I woke up. I'm glad it was Edmund though, like I said before we are much closer. Edmund seems to understand me more, although I love all of my siblings equally, each of them have their own special place in my heart, I'm glad to have them.

"Lucy!".

My name being called interrupted my thoughts. I looked down to my diary, I had written quite a lot filling up a good two and a half pages.

"Lucy!"

The voice came again.

"I'll be right down!", I yelled back closing my diary shut. I got up from my desk, putting the letter from Peter in it and tucking it under my pillow where it would be safe. I quickly smoothed out my bed sheets, put my pen away, threw the wrapping paper into the wastebasket and made my way out of my room. I took a moment to look back into the now quiet and empty room. I looked over each object, as if making sure they were all real. Shaking my head clear of the thought, I shut the door tight and made my way downstairs to the kitchen where breakfast was being served.

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It was such a lovely day that mother suggested we all head outside to enjoy the fresh air. Of course we all agreed, none of us liked to be cooped up in the house for very long. Peter and Edmund started to set up wickets to play a game of cricket, while Susan was scolding them telling them that they weren't setting it up right. I just sat under the blossom tree, watching and laughing at my siblings. My gaze drifted up into the clouds, I watched as several minotaurs, jackrabbits, and fauns danced across the sky. Seeing the fauns reminded me so much of Mr. Tumnus, and the nightmare. Did he really believe we abandoned him?; tears escaped from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks, and dropping to the ground below, disappearing as the soil hungrily soaked them up.

"Don't you want to play Lu?", I looked up just as Peter strolled over to me a bat over his shoulder and a ball in his hand.

I wiped my eyes with the sleeve of my sweater and cleared my throat, "No thank you Peter."

He looked at me skeptically, I looked down trying not to meet his eyes.

"Are you alright Lu?", he asked crouching down to meet my eyes. I just nodded my head, and began to pull grass from the ground.

"No you're not", he said setting his things down and sitting next to me. I cursed inwardly, of course he could see right through me, this was Peter. We've been through so much together, lived together, fought together, ate together, he knows me to well to not notice when I'm not myself. I didn't speak, instead he did that for me.

"Edmund told me about the nightmare", he said quietly.

I just nodded my head, of course Ed would tell them, although I wish he hadn't. I didn't want to seem to childish, like I couldn't handle my own fears and doubts, but honestly at times I couldn't. It has been very difficult going from being in my twenties, to know barley being ten years old. It was hard for all of us, this huge change, in atmosphere and ability.

"I want you to know, that I will always be there for you Lucy, no matter what. And that you can always talk to me, I know it's been hard for you since we left Narnia. You were so close to everyone there, and I don't know when we will go back, or if we will ever...", his voice trailed off.

I looked up to see his face, his eyes had that faraway look to them and tears began to creep up from the corners of them. Taking his chin in my hand, I turned his face towards mine, wiping away the tears that made their way down his cheeks. Sometimes, I had to be the brave willed one of the group, but I didn't mind. He scoffed at my action and abruptly wiped away the rest of his tears with the back of his hand.

"And I'm the one whose suppose to be making you feel better", he smiled looking down. Moving swiftly, I enveloped him into a hug, whispering into his ear.

"You already have, thank you Peter,... for everything", I broke away from the hug looking into his eyes. He seemed to understand I wasn't just thanking him for the thought and gesture to see if I was alright, but for the little present he left on my desk, late last night.

"Your welcome Lu", he smiled back at me.

"Now how about I be the bowler this time", I said taking the ball from his hands and helping him up from the ground.

He smiled and laughed, jogging ahead of me and calling over his shoulder, "You're on Lu".

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