Dear Diary, or uhm something...
Tonight is the kind you'd find in a classic horror novel all like, It was a dark and stormy night, and blah, blah, blah.
Anyway I found this old journal in my grandma's attic and all the pages are blank, i have been thinking of starting to write in a journal and this one's cover is so cool!
It might make me look all dark and mysterious at school,
Welp my therapist said I should introduce myself to a diary the same way I would introduce myself to a friend so here goes I guess.
My Name is Winona, I love singing and baking and erm..
I don't really know much to say about myself actually.
Thanks for listening to my first entry Diary, bye bye
Winona.
She placed the rustic book into its new designated place in her desk drawers, just then her father called from the kitchen.
"Winona! Dinner time!"
"Coming!"
Winona huh? My name is shadow.. But Diary works too, I hope to hear from you again goodnight, winona!
YOU ARE READING
Winona's Winds
FantasyWinona green finds a journal, strange writings start to appear, storms and strong winds are way more common than usual, her grandmother is acting strange..
