"I was at my desk working on some papers when I heard a tapping noise coming from the kitchen. I got up to inspect things, and what I now know is a fairy, startled me quite a bit. When the fairy entered it told me it is here to help me. It did, and the two of us had lots of fun. But then yesterday the fairy didn't show up. Which was peculiar, because it was there every day since it introduced itself. Then when I woke up this morning, Angelina was sitting on the end of my bed. And long story short, now I'm here with you." told Scarlet.
"Oh, interesting." Donny replied as he nodded.
Donny told his story, of how his mother had been acting strange and he didn't believe her, because it really does sound like something fake. He assumed his mother was just having more hallucinations. He also told Scarlet about how he put his mom in a mental, and they giggled when Donny said he knows that's a turn off. The two of them ended up having a great time at the coffee house. They exchanged phone numbers and planned to meet again.
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Donny's journal entry number 6:
November 2004
Well, I think I can now say that things have wrapped up quite nicely. Scarlet has definitely made me realize that I shouldn't keep reflecting upon the past, and simply move on from it. I will always still remember my mom and my dad of (course), but now I know to only think of them in a positive way, not moarning. Scarlet told me she thinks I should go to a psychic or medium every once in awhile to keep in touch. As for the present, things are great. At first I thought it was weird, having my dad in the body of a fairy hooking me up with a beautiful woman, but she definitely is someone special to me. This all was fate, her and I. We were meant to be together and somehow the universe knew the only way to get us to meet was like how it did. I'm very happy. Infact, I think I'm going to ask Scarlett to marry me.
Yours truly,
Donny
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