February 11, 2003
I'm sorry Diary, did I scare you with my last entry? What am I saying? Diaries can't be scared. Or maybe they can.. I wouldn't know as I'm not a diary. I'm perfectly normal too, Madame Councilor.. Not that it matters. I think you to be very intruding on my thoughts because your ridiculous says there's something wrong with me. Well, I suppose I can explain a little more of what's going on inside my head..
During the 2nd period class last week, I heard a strange voice speaking in Latin. I'm studying Latin along with French, but it didn't sound like either. Maybe it wasn't even Latin. But I heard it. It suddenly felt very cold in the back of the old room... The lights were off, and the window was open to show the heavy veil of mist that is always around the school. Maybe no one notices it but me. Maybe there's a spell on Golden Hall Academy and no one knows or even wants to hear, including you, Madame. Maybe you're the leader! We'll now you'll probably make me take some more of that strange medicine that makes you feel low and sedated. What was it called again? Valium? Well whatever it is, I refuse to take it! There's nothing wrong with me. You and everyone else here is just very arrogant... Back to that voice..
When I heard it, everything felt very cold. Maybe that's why I fainted and they sent me to you. So I hear things. Big deal. What are you going to do about it? Well Diary, I must go. Oddly enough I can here Madame calling me. Must be time for that "medicine" she says "builds character". Well Madame, the only thing I feel when you make me take that medicine is how much I'd rather be doing homework then listen to your non-sense talk on my personality, thank you very much. Goodnight.
I'm sorry Diary, did I scare you with my last entry? What am I saying? Diaries can't be scared. Or maybe they can.. I wouldn't know as I'm not a diary. I'm perfectly normal too, Madame Councilor.. Not that it matters. I think you to be very intruding on my thoughts because your ridiculous says there's something wrong with me. Well, I suppose I can explain a little more of what's going on inside my head..
During the 2nd period class last week, I heard a strange voice speaking in Latin. I'm studying Latin along with French, but it didn't sound like either. Maybe it wasn't even Latin. But I heard it. It suddenly felt very cold in the back of the old room... The lights were off, and the window was open to show the heavy veil of mist that is always around the school. Maybe no one notices it but me. Maybe there's a spell on Golden Hall Academy and no one knows or even wants to hear, including you, Madame. Maybe you're the leader! We'll now you'll probably make me take some more of that strange medicine that makes you feel low and sedated. What was it called again? Valium? Well whatever it is, I refuse to take it! There's nothing wrong with me. You and everyone else here is just very arrogant... Back to that voice..
When I heard it, everything felt very cold. Maybe that's why I fainted and they sent me to you. So I hear things. Big deal. What are you going to do about it? Well Diary, I must go. Oddly enough I can here Madame calling me. Must be time for that "medicine" she says "builds character". Well Madame, the only thing I feel when you make me take that medicine is how much I'd rather be doing homework then listen to your non-sense talk on my personality, thank you very much. Goodnight.