Dear Diary,
I think that's how you start. So, hello to you. I don't know what possessed me to buy you, I've never kept a diary in my entire life, but apparently you can be useful. My psychologist advised me to have one. At first, I had categorically refused, but finally, thinking about it, the idea is not so bad anymore. To you, apparently, I can tell everything, my joys, like my misfortunes. It seems weird to me to talk to an object with a blanket and filled with leaves, but hey, let's try it.
So I think I have to introduce myself. I'm Cassandra and I'm 16 years old. Is my appearance really necessary ? Good, okay. I have black, curly English hair. They come to my shoulders. My eyes are black. Two completely dark marbles. It's a bit banal, but I admit that I like them. I like black, it must play. I am both English and Canadian. I'm in a literary series. What else to say ? I think that's all. You, apart from your blue cover and your blank pages which will soon turn black, you don't have much to say. It doesn't matter, I understand.
It's already midnight, I have to go to bed. It was a pleasure to meet you, really. There is something pleasant about expressing oneself without actually receiving an answer. Am I crazy ? No, I do not think so. Anyway. See you soon, dear diary. Good night.
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