Diary of a Pet
Dear Diary, July 13, 2012
Him is letting me keep a little diary that I can right in once a year. Why? I couldn't tell you. Maybe he'll mail these to my sisters. Well, Buttercup anyway. And if he does, hi! I miss you and tell Blossom that I'm sorry. I love you girls, and the professor! If these aren't being mailed, then
Let me just start over and do some much needed venting.
My name is Bubbles and I have been KIDNAPPED! By a demon, no less! And my sister is in a coma thanks to that jerk! I hope your reading this, Him, so you'll know what a prat you are! Anyways, I've only been here for about a week and well, it hasn't been as bad as I was expecting. (NO that is not a compliment, lobster man!) I've got my own bathroom and room and, even though it is black, red, and depressing to be in, it's comfy. There's even a window! A little one that I can barely fit my arm through, and I can only see a blank red sky through it, but it is a window. Him can make these AMAZING meals appear out of thin air and it's like being at a five star resteraunt 24/7! There are also these servants all around the house that pick up any mess I make. It's kind of nice. Although, the servants never speak to me, and they don't seem quite... human. But, despite the hospitality, I'm scared. I've been having awful nightmares and
Nevermind, I don't want to write about those. But, I can't help worrying about my sisters. Buttercup especially. Blossom won't even notice I'm gone while she's sleeping, but BC is gonna be without both us for a while, from what the doctor's say. I'm going to go back to drawing before I start rambling.
Love,
Bubbles Utonium
Dear Diary, July 13, 2013
It's been a year. A whole year. Somehow, I really didn't think that I would be here for this long. I know that I signed that contract, but
Whatever, this is for venting and stuff, so I'll just right down this year's events.
Not a lot happened. Him was gone for about two months and I was being baby sat by someone named Masky. A wierd name I know, but he was really nice, if not a little awkward. He reminds me of Mikey. I haven't seen him in three months, but I hope Him brings him back around My birthday was in May and I'm thirteen now. I guess Blossom and BC are too. Blossom's still in the hospital, her condiion hasn't changed. I haven't heard anything about Buttercup and I miss her so much. I just hope she's okay. On the bright side, Him let me change my room around. The walls are now a sky blue and the cieling has clouds that actually move around! I was afraid I wouldn't be able to do anymore cloud watching. Nothing else very exciting and I'm kind of thankful. Him hasn't been torturing me or making me do anything embaressing, so staying here is
Well, I can't say I like it, at all. But it's tolerable. I just hope it stays like that.
Love,
Bubbles Utonium
Dear Diary, July 13, 2014
Masky has been coming over a lot! Like every other week and I love every one of his visits! It's not that he's a very exciting person, but he's very kind. Oh, and I didn't really talk abou what he looked like last year. He where's a funny white mask with black lips and eye holes and he has light brown hair. I don't know why he wears that silly looking thing, but I kinda like it. Its cute. Anyways, he's seventeen. And he was seventeen last year too. I think he's one of those people that can live forever. But, I don't want to start sounding like a crazy teen in love. He's just a really good
He's just the only friend I've had. Anywho, Blossom has been talking in her sleep. She keeps on calling out for a boy named 'Dexter'. I think its adorable, really. It's like one of those romance novels come to life. Oh, speaking of, I've started reading! Fiction novels, of course, but the whole thing is a lot more fun than I would've thought. I've stopped with my paintings, thank goodness, and Him's been keeping his distance. I've grown used to living here and I'm starting not to miss the professor and Blossom as much.
Oh! Masky's here! I'll write again next year!
Love,
Bubbles Utonium
Dear Diary, July 13, 2015
I don't like it here. Masky hasn't come over since
Him is not nice. I thought he was- Not nice, but okay, but he's not.
Let me explain it to you, it happened about six months ago;
I had been eating breakfeast, in the dining room and Him came in and sat down. I said hello and he glared at me. Glared. As if I had done something wrong! I had snapped at him and he stood up and knocked the whole table over. I... I was really scared. And then he started yelling at me in a language I didn't understand. Me. As in, the girl who can, quite literally, understand and speak every language currently in the world. Sorry, I'm getting off track. Anyways, then things got wierd. Extremely wierd. He grabbed my hair and the whole room lit up in flames. It was suddenly pitch black and there was awful, shrieking laughter nearly deafening me. I was no short of terrified at that point. I felt like I was five years old again, where every shadow at night was a monster. I think I passed out at that point because when the horrors faded away, I was in my room.
Which has been changed once again. Now everything is black and what lighting there is, is dim. The cieling is blood red and there is no window. It feels like a prison. And I'm too afraid to leave my cell.. But you won't tell Him that, right? No. You I can talk to. You're the only one I can trust.
Love,
Pe- Bubbles Utonium
P.S. Blossom has been talking some more in her sleep, and I'm pretty sure that's a sign that she's getting better! She's still been calling out that Dexter boy's name, and mine. There's also a girl named Buttercup she's been screaming for. I've never heard of her, but they must be really good friends.
Dear Diary, July 13, 2016
This will be my last entry. Him's only been getting angrier and angrier all the time and I'm starting to fear for my life. I've decided to run away. One of the silent servants left out of a hidden door in the hallway a few days ago, so I've already found my way out. I'm sorry to leave you, but I'm sure you understand... It's gotten really bad. Last night, he
I don't want to talk about it, but just know that I can't bare the thought of looking at him again.
Anyways, before I leave, I wanted to tell you about the girl in the mirror. She looks just like me and I'm sure she'll be able to keep you company while I'm gone. Her name's Brat and she's... Well, the name enough defines her. But she's nice enough once you get to know her. I'm sure you two will be fast friends.
Blossom's also been recovering. She actually woke up a few days ago. She was crying and sobbing about death and destruction, but I'm sure she just had a nightmare. She passed out again right after, but there's been some progress nonetheless.
Well, I'm gonna go. I'm not sure where I'm headed, what country I'm in, or if I'm even on Earth still, but... I'm leaving.
Love,
Bubbles Utonium
Dear Diary, July 13, 2017
I didn't get far. Him's decided to take me to one of his friends house. I wasn't aware he had friends, but if he does, they can't be people I want to meet, let alone stay with 'until further notice'. Brat's demanded to come with me, but I won't be able to take you. I only ask that, in my abcsense, you keep my secrets. I'm leaving in an hour and I just wanted to say good bye.
Love,
Bubbles Utonium