Dear Diary,

I met someone new today. He says his name is Scarecrow. I'll just call him Straw, it's easier. He was doing what normal do. Terrorizng people. So I talked to him, asked him many questions. I found out that he used to work at someplace where crazy people go and he said that there was some kind problem with a doctor there before him anyway, and she ran off with one of the patients. I asked him who and well the response was surprising. He said it was Daddy.

I said that was impossible since Daddy isn't crazy. He's perfectly normal.

Straw said "No, he has many issues and has to be in control of the situation. Something of a god complex."

I sort of understood of what he was saying but the next was so confusing.

"Normal people do not have green hair, white skin, and only smile all day. Normal people will run away at any sign of danger and most of them do not terrorize people on a daily basis. They are cowards and weak."

How is that normal? Daddy said that was normal. I told him a little bit of the bank problem.

He looked at me shocked and then laughed. " You walked into a bank robbery and didn't know about it? Either you are very sheltered or you thought that was normal, or something."

I told him I thought it was normal for people to go in banks wearing ski masks. It wasn't unusual. I mean the big men that help Daddy and Uncle Harvey and Eddie all wear masks.

"Am I not normal, then?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Normal kids would be running away fro me, yet you're here talking to me. I mean, heelllo? My face is now a burlap sack that would usually mean scary or creepy."

I shook my head and said that was normal.

He rubbed his eyebrows and looked at me. "How old are you?"

"6, going on 7 soon. Why?"

"Oh my..Kid who raised you?"

I looked at him, blinking. "Daddy."

"And that would be?"

"The person we were talking about."

"...WHAT! You mean you're the Joker's kid!"

I nodded. Why would that be surprising. Okay we don't look exactly alike. Daddy says I look more like Mommy, with my brown hair and face and all. But I have green eyes like Daddy and my nose is sort of like except much smaller of course.

Straw looked at me scared, which was strange.

"Sorry, kid! I can't be messing with you or I'm going to be killed!" He yelled when he ran off.

Strange. Why shouldn't he be talking to me? Oh well. At least I found out where Daddy has been going this whole time. Meeting the she-demon. Maybe I could use this to my advantage.

Finally I wrote personal info of how she looks and her age. Sorry it took so long.