Dear Diary,
Really, it's the absolute limit! I haven't experienced such an inconvenience since Ozma still had a functioning brain in her noggin. That Amy girl has become such a little brat, and to think I seen potential in her. I thought it could be possible for her to be, oh I don't know – my sidekick? I mean we are a match made in heaven, we're both from Kansas, both well endowed (I more than she) and we both have the magic of Oz coursing through us, of course. But, as events would have it, she still has the desire to murder me. Me! Oh, the cheek.
She can't, although however hard she may try. Does she think she can just ride her little tornado into my land, and think she can off the people's princess? Even if she could she'd have an uprising on her hands, expulsion, torture, certain death. The people of Oz love me, and rightfully so, considering all the things I go out of my way to do for them. Without me Oz would be in the sort of chaos it was in when the Wizard ruled, the people living in fear of a measly man behind smoke and mirrors. What a coward! At least I had the decency to throw the citizens a ball to celebrate such a glorious occasion.
Anyhow, back to the child. Even though she may just be a kid, she does seem like a threat, oh yes indeed. I don't know what she learned with those old hags back at the Order, but it definitely wasn't good magic. Especially since I learn Glinda's wretched sister has been training her, that maniac can't have told Amy anything good. At least Glinda taught me to use my magic for the better. I have seen Amy in action, she can use some dangerous magic, some I've never seen before. I mean look what she did to the Tin Woodman! How could someone be so horrible? That I will never know.
Amy is really annoying me, actually. Everything was going so well until she flew here (just like me, I might add!), ever since Ozma killed my aunt and uncle, and I removed her as a threat, everything had been swell. There was no one to try and drag me back to rotten Kansas, and there was no one to steal my ruling from me. The people loved me, my old friends loved me, and most importantly, I loved me! How could I not? Ever since I came back to Oz I've been getting more and more beautiful, and not all of it is magic, I'll have you know! But now Amy thinks she can just come and kill me, how rude can you get?
Alas, I have to attend yet another court with Glinda, she's been calling a lot of them lately, formulating a plan she is. I don't see why I have to be there, I mean it's not like I care! As long as they get rid of that annoying little girl I'll be happy.
Eugh, this silly maid keeps pestering about what clothes I'm going to wear, shouldn't she already know? It's her job! Jellia always knew what I wanted to wear, and when I wanted to wear it and knew that brushing my hair required two thousand strokes, and not one thousand eight hundred and fifty! Too bad she got mangled.
Must dash!
Oz's Beloved Princess, Dorothy Gale.
YOU ARE READING
Dorothy Must Die - Diary Entry
Teen FictionDorothy Must Die - Dorothy's Diary Entry