"Today is March the 22nd. I'm lounging by the living room, the sky is clear, and the most beautiful shaft of sunlight gently caresses my face, I feel so warm..."

Our young witch is named Luna. Her mind is merely 12 years old, but she is not. Her soul has been about for a few more years, at this point she doesn't remember how many, nor why she's still here.

The little things she does remember, have changed far more of what she can grasp, and so she hides. Luna knew a world way too different to the one she's now stuck in. Luckily home is home, and even in her spiritual after-life she's able to hide in the villa where her family once lived.

"At home everything is fine. The birds sing, the river flows and the magic abilities, that I once trained so hard to obtain, work just fine. In this house everything belongs to me, and I make it work just fine.

Because I'm a clever girl, it didn't take me long to realize how dangerous changes could be. I belong to this diary, and the diary belongs to this house. I belong to the house where everything is fine, right next to this diary and the marks I left in it.

It'd be dangerous, so dangerous, my thoughts and feelings are in there, but so my studies and the knowledge that a prodigy witch like me mastered. I wonder what would happen if my brother's sword or the herbs from mom's garden were to roam around. Those scary thoughts haunt me, I have to be very careful, cause no one understands me. How could they understand me, if at the end of the day, not even I do."

Luna closed her diary. On more sad days she could spiral about the unknown for hours, but today she had baked some cake, and they seemed to be done already.

A very faint noise confused her for a bit, but as it got louder the cute barks from an old companion became more familiar.

^^^^^^- I'm no greedy friend! I'll prepare a plate for myself and grab some more for you too!^^^^^^

With the plate secured above the counters she was ready to head outside.

But the door didn't wait for her, suddenly BAM they were open. And somebody was entering the house but this time no matter how close they were Luna couldn't recognize them...

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"March the 23rd, it's currently 3:05 AM. I'm once again in hiding. It seems like no matter how long a friendship has lasted or how little greedy one is, any folk can become your enemy.

Yesterday, a boy came. He is anything but a witch. He is not able to see me at all. In fact I am to believe that he is not capable of seeing any magic, any type in general. He has just gone to sleep, so I'll know for sure tomorrow morning. I'll also find out how dangerous he'll be to me and this diary. But from the look on his eyes I can tell... This man will only become a problem in my back, he has brought to this house far too much Curiosity"