Chapter 3: The Journal

Kyle sat next to his luggage and quietly took out his belongings while Hannah gently flipped the cracked journal cover and began to read.

To all who believe in Narnia, and will keep on believing. And to those who believe in Aslan.

She seemed puzzled as she read it. What is 'Narnia' and 'Aslan', and why would someone believe in them. Although confused she turned the page and continued reading.

Dear Diary,

Today I had an exceptional day, having gone to Narnia. We met many new friends, although our friends from our reign are no longer there. My dearest brother Peter was sulking at the station, for Aslan told him that he wouldn't be going back. Susan was told the exact same thing but doesn't seem to care as much. She says that "It's better that way, so that I can stop making up silly fairy tales." I am baffled at that statement, we never imagined any of this, it WAS real as real as any of us. She just wants to sound grown up, I don't think I'll ever understand why. Hopefully Peter will feel better, it would definetly be difficult for me to be torn away from Narnia, ecspecially Aslan. Well I better stop writing today, school and all.

Sincerely,

Queen Lucy the Valiant.

"Kyle," Hannah whispered, "Come here, I think you were wrong about these people being unimportant." Kyle looked up.

"What do you mean?" he asked as he stood up and walked over to her side.

"Look," she pointed to Lucys signature, "See Queen Lucy the Valiant!"

"What!" he snatched it out of her hand, she sighed angrily, he studied it. Hannah was frowning, and looking the opposite way of her twin.

"That can't be possible, why would our grandma have the journal of royalty?" he shoved the book into her hands.

"I don't know..." she looked at the part where Lucy was talking about Susan. Then focused her eyes back to the page and noticed a second entry

Dearest Diary

I am sorry for not getting back to you, but homework and everything can build up you know. It's been a couple months since I've written in here. Nothing much has changed, I haven't gone to Narnia yet. I always pray that I will, but thus far no Narnia. In a couple of days we will visit our parents, and I will reunite with my siblings. I will probably be able to get Peter and Edmund to write in here, but I'm not sure, Peter probably would. Edmund though I'll have trouble with, he doesn't feel that a diary should be used by a "man". I think I could convince him that this is a journal. Farewell until I am on my vacation.

With Greatest Sincerity,

Queen Lucy the Valiant

Hannah turned the page slowly to reveal more entries.

Dear Diary, Dear-...Journal, To my Jour-

Well never mind the Dear Part, Lucy showed me this today and threatened me to write something in here. Well she really did not threaten me, but with her childish eyes she drove me crazy and so here I am. A pen in my hand writing furiously to get this over with, from what I know Peter is next. Anyways I am glad we finally get to be together as a family again, I really don't like school all that much. But isn't that true for everyone? We, the friends of Narnia, have held a meeting in Peters room. Susan doesn't seem to care much about this though, she comes only because she feels like she's obligated. All I ever hear out of that irritating mouth is "Would you stop creating this nonsense! Have some sense and forget the childish games. Is there really any chance of you going to your imaginary Narnia again?" She has seriously got on my nerves, hopefully she never comes across this. She'd kill me! I don't know why she is pretending that we had pretended Narnia. She tries too hard to act older, I'm so glad that she isn't the age she acts now. We only barely came from Narnia a few months back and she denies it! Well I'll quit writing about Su now. I am always looking for a way to Narnia, Lucy and I are able to go back. I hope we never will have to stop going there. Everyday I have the hope that I can return. Peter has somewhat gotten over the fact that he can't, well from what I've seen anyway. Lucy is as boisterous as any child her age, but she is also very wise. Oh yes almost forgot, Peter has told me something about what Aslan had told him, when he said they could not return. He said "Aslan looked at me with his golden eyes as I said 'Sir it really isn't about leaving Narnia it's leaving you' he seemed to laugh and smile as he said, 'Where you live I am called by a different name. You were brought here so that you may grow to know who I am.'" I think Peter will write that in here too. (That would be good because I kind of forgotten how it went.) Well bye until next time.

The Just

Hannah just read then reread what he had written, telling herself that it must be the "Edmund" talked about earlier. "Kyle, I think Grandma Su is related to these people."

Kyle rolled his eyes at this thought, but relunctantly went back over to Hannah. "How, and why?" he asked looking down at the old paper. She handed him the book again telling him where to read.

"This guy 'Edmund', as you tell me, seemed a bit funny," he smiled then continued, "It does seem possible that she is related, maybe we can ask her." He handed her the journal again. She stared in thought,

"No, not right now at least, maybe after we get to know her," then in a lower voice she said,"I don't even know if we are allowed to read this." With that they both turned toward the door half expecting to see their grandmother. She wasn't there, she was still conversing with her daughter and son-in-law.

Relieved Hannah read the following entry, her twin back to where he was before.

Valued Record,

I sit with a pencil clenched in my fist. My cherished younger sister Lucy has brought before me, a Journal or record. She is ingenious having arisen this proposal of writing our reflection of our existence, here in England as well as when our domocile was our beloved Narnia. Regrettably I will no longer be allowed the privlege of revisting this exquisite kingdom. Although, I still have the title of High King Peter the Magnificent. "For once a figure of royalty in that realm, forever you shall be." My brother and sister will probably satirize me for my grandiloquent vernacular. Nevertheless, I will persist to use this language as I please. Anyway I have noticed my other sister Susan proceed to exist as an adult, the way she addresses the topic of Narnia as an example. She certainly is not concerned at all about our emotions. We, the comrads of Narnia, have met in my chamber to discuss the matters of our beloved Narnia. Susan cared nothing of it. I could tell in her eyes that she could favor sitting and conversing with her companians about their own existance. We were just wasting her interval of time. Remorsefully I was elated that it was concluded. I would not be able to stand another minute with her slanderous mouth. She only told us that we were all in the mind set of a child. She was the one who was a child, or she would not have denied the existence of the precious land of Narnia. Furthermore she will no longer have permitance to enter my room, nor hopefully any of my siblings until she repents of her words against Narnia, even Aslan. It is almost time for me to draw to a close. Although before I depart I will write the inspirational words of Aslan, at our departure from Narnia "In your world I have another name, you must learn to know me by that name. For that was why you were brought here so that by knowing me here for a little you can grow to know me better there." I have finally discovered the meaning behind that. I will soon share my thoughs on that as soon as I can. But for now I leave my farewell.

Genuinely in Aslan,

High King Peter the Magnificent

Hannah was confused ny the choices of words used, but she knew he was saying almost the exact thing his siblings were.

"Kyle, they really did not agree with our grandma," she looked over at Kyle, he saw that she felt sorry for her. Then both of them heard their parents approaching the room, and as quick as they could they put the journal where it was before.

"Kyle, Hannah, we're leaving now!" the twins rushed over toward their parents and gave them hugs.

At the door, the parents kept reassuring them it was going to be great there. They waved until they were out of sight.

Susan closed the door and turned to the children.

"So how has it been so far?"

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Well there it is, more entries will be added to give you more of a feel to what I am writing.

Forever in Narnia

~TytoNyctea