*-His Birthday-*

-Charlotte-

Dear Diary,

It's the day after he died. I was so sad when he died. But something strange happened today.

I went back to the forest, and I went deeper then I usually would. I found a boy in a cabin. He didn't have any eyes...

I refused to speak to him, but he always said he could smell me. He seemed to have mistaken me as his mother.

I left and came back with food, and he thanked me. He never told me his name, either. I'm thinking of asking him tomorrow.

He seems lonely, but I can't stay. I guess I won't have time to learn much about him- but I can bring him food. That's the least I can do. Right?