Dear Diary,

Hi.

I finally got Snape to hold still long enough for me to fertilize his flowers.

But now I have another problem: his nose breath smells really weird. I tried giving him breath mints, but it didn't work. So I tortured him. I was hoping that his nose breath would be tortured so much that it would smell good, but it didn't work. Snape started screaming a lot and his nose breath came out in big bad blasts. It was not yummy smelling.

Anyways, back to the story of how I tried to kill Harry Potty in his second year of Hogwarts.

Oh, yeah! I'd better fill you in a little. I did try to kill Harry Potty in his first year. Snape told me. But I forgot all about that because once I was drinking chocolate milk at McDonalds and Yaxley told me a funny joke about people getting dead. I started laughing really hard. Then milk came out of my nose. It landed on Lucius Malfoy, who was so surprised, he flung his arm out and whacked me in the nose. That's probably another reason why I don't have much of a nose anymore.

Well, I got so mad after he whacked me that I threw a French fry at him. I missed. It hit Scabior, who fell backwards off his chair, causing Dolohov to fall off of his chair, causing Malfoy to go flying across the room and into a little kid, who tripped over Malfoy. Malfoy's face hit a ketchup packet, which skidded across the floor and hit the back of Dolohov's head. Dolohov had just got up, so he fell again into my chair. I fell out of my chair, skidded across the floor, was accidentally kicked by some lady passing by, and fell out the window.

I woke up in my own house two days later. Snape had fixed me. Except he couldn't fix my memory. I remember everything except Harry Potty's first year.

Anyways, back to the story again. So I sat in Ginny Weasley's school bag for two days, probably because it was the weekend or something. It was super boring. So I'll just skip that part.
What happened was Ginny wrote to me again. I told her I was Tom Riddle. That was my name when I was a little kid. She told me she was Ginny. I told her I already knew that.

Well, long story short, she began to trust me. She took me everywhere. I realized that I could make a pretty good evil plan out of her trusting me. So I told her to kill some roosters. I don't like roosters. Once my aunt took me to my grandpa's farm and a rooster pooped on me.

She obeyed me. I was happy. Roosters always poop on me, but now she had decreased the population and the chances of a rooster pooping on me. I love evil plans!

I saw Harry Potty! OMG! He was walking in the hallway! Ginny never gets near him, though. Whenever he's in the room, she shies away. Maybe he smells bad.

Yaxley just came into my room. He said I need to go to my anger management class. Okay. Bye.

Evilly,

LORD VOLDEMORT

Author's note: So sorry I didn't add this chapter earlier! I totally forgot about this whole thing! :P Sorry, peoples!