3rd September

Dear Diary,

Wow. I can't believe someone would do that- steal you, write a 'clever' note in it then put it back as if nothing happened. Not funny at all and so disrespectful. Im so mad. And when I find out who wrote it… I reckon it was Harriet, she's always sneaking around- she

Please do not be alarmed. The girl Harriet has not been writing false accounts in here. It may be difficult to believe, but I truthfully am called Tom.

Wow! I cant believe this!

Neither can I. It is so rare that someone acquires my childhood recollections.

So… this is your exact diary?! From how long ago?

A while. I often forget. Perhaps some one hundred years ago.

So you're kind of old then, right?

This diary preserves me as I was during my schooling years. No Ginny, I am sixteen.

I am so excited, Tom! You'll talk to me won't you?

Of course. It is enjoyable to talk to someone after so long alone.

Oh that's awful! One hundred years alone! I'm sorry.

Don't be sorry, Ginny. I now have you.

That's so nice of you to say so, Tom! I'm sorry though, I have to go, but you'll write later, won't you?

Of course. There's one thing though. Will you promise to keep me a secret? I usually find it difficult to talk to people; I would prefer to speak only to you.

Yes Tom! I get it.

I'm glad you understand me, Ginny. Thank you.

No, thank you Tom! It's so nice to have a friend! I'll write again tomorrow, okay?

Okay. See you soon, Ginny.