Dear Diary
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Dear Diary,
My name is Luna Lovegood. I'm sixteen and am keeping you a secret. I will hide you underneath my pillow and pull you out whenever I need comfort. I'm trusting you to help me. I'll spill all my concerns and feelings to you. Your name is going to be Lacey - my dead mother's name. Your going to call me Moon and smile when I write something nice down to you. You'll take care of me like my dead mother. Lacey, you will love me when I talk to you. When I confide in you. You won't call me loony or crazy, because you'll believe I'm not that way.
Lacey, I have a friend. Her name is Ginevra Weasley. She's really nice, you would like her. Her flaming orange hair makes her come to life. She's my alibi. My secret to life. Sometimes she calls me wierd and we fight but we forgive each other. Lacey, you are to never meet her. She's just my friend. All mine. She would tell about you and you would be taken away from me. Her brother with a high temper would laugh at us and we would be thrown in jail. Azkaban. So stay away from her, don't trust her that she'll keep our secret safe. She's not like that. Though she's my pal, she tells stuff that shouldn't be told.
Lacey, I have a crush. His name is Harry Potter. He makes me feel real. Like I belong in a world of normals. His friend says I'm not normal, the one with the high temper. Lacey, he makes me feel. Feel like alive father makes me feel. Loved. But this is a different type of love, more then just family love. He's my friend. One of the best. He cares for me, I know it. The way his bright emerald eyes dance around when I see him or the way his teeth glisten with the smile worthy of Zeuz. He is my hero. You can't see him. He would laugh at us. He's friends with Ginevra. He would find this amusing.
Lacey, I must leave you. Our secret might get out. But as long as we have each other it's fine. You will love me no matter what, Lacey. Remember that.
- Luna Lovegood.