November 18, 1932
This is the worst day in my entire life! I wish we could have stayed home! My mother was making me move to my wicked aunt Polly, and how I wish I was in my bed! How I wish I could be with my teddy! I heard people talking last night... it was something about a war? I heard of it often whenever I play with my friends, and from what i heard, it always ends at the point where someone dies! I don't want papa to die! I want him to stay with me forever! I never played with my friends since then because all I could think of was mama and papa dying tragically! That would never be a great ending for a princess like me! Each day a piece of my heart breaks, each day a piece of my life decays, but there was one thing in particular that kept my heart from breaking to pieces, it was a shiny mirror. Oh how I adore the carved roses imprinted on its wooden frame! Each time I look at it, it always somehow manages to create a story within my mind! The mirror was there when i was hurt, sad and hopeless and somehow always manages to cheer me up, but for some reason, despite the happiness I receive, i always felt a presence behind me, somewhat guiding me, helping me get rid of my troubles, it is almost as if this "eerie" presence somehow is trying to help me, most of all, trying to be my friend.
November 23, 1932
One day, i was doing my own business, as usual, playing with the mirror until i heard a silent whisper, "get OUT NOW!!" i was confused, i am but a simple seven year old kid, where would this voice expect me to go? Then i heard a knock in my room! "Sweetie! I have a present for you!" but the voice i heard before said "Don't listen to her! Just go! Jump through the window, you will get hurt but it will be safer than getting killed, take the mirror with you, i'll be guiding you all the way just get out!" KILLED? WHAT IS THIS VOICE TALKING ABOUT! I MIGHT HAVE SAID BEFORE THAT AUNTIE IS EVIL BUT NOT THIS KIND OF EVIL! Yet for some reason i followed the voice's command and jumped out the window. It did hurt a little, recovering my strength, i proceeded to run, far far away, into a forest. Meanwhile when i was sitting on a log in the forest, the voice proceeded to explain to me what in the world was happening. "You are lucky that you got out in time, you may rest now, all is fine, i will protect you. Back in the house, your 'Aunt Polly' had already chopped the door off, if you were too late, she would have already chopped your head by now." Now this was a big revelation for me, why would Aunt Polly want to chop of my head?! Through the night i couldn't sleep, i couldn't stop thinking about the events that happened, i was also thinking what i would do, there was no food around, i could starve easily, i might die of hunger in this idiotic forest!
November 24 - December 7, 1932
As soon as i woke up, i was determined to see my father and mother again, i want to hug them. How i wish i was in their arms right now. I feel so cold right now. Mama? Where are you when i needed you most? I didn't realize that i was walking in the wrong direction. I was walking in circles, soon enough though, i could see in the far distance a strangely placed cottage. I thought no one was living inside so i attempted to get inside. There was no door so i went inside, but what was in there was something i could never imagine could exist, i saw a giant creature with large flashing eyes and had cotton for fur, though frightened, i tried to be brave and asked the creature what it was doing. Thankfully though, the creature was a friendly being, he fed me and woven me new clothes. I stayed here for thirteen days until eventually i asked the creature if i can leave the house and continue my search for my parents since it a it is now December and i want to celebrate Christmas with them. The monster would never let me through the door though. "What in the world is wrong with you?!" I shouted at the monster when he locked the door to my room, he said "Listen my child, it would be foolish to roam around the streets in such a cold weather like this, if something bad would happen to you, your parents would be shocked if they saw your dead body in the streets! Eat this piece of cake instead and go back to sleep" this really made me angry so frustratingly i went back to sleep. In the midnight though, that strange voice, it told me again, "You know the routine right? Get out of this house because this creature will make you love this house so much that you will stay here forever, i got information about yourself and i think i have enough data to say that you can finally return to your house because i got the information needed for you to go there. Basically i know where the location of your home and i will guide you there. I'm helping you because we're friends right?"
December 8, 1932
I finally reached it, my home, i could feel tears rolling and forming in my eyes. But as i was going inside, i get the feeling, what if something goes wrong? What if something unexpected happens? I got in my room and for the first time in a long time, i feel safe. But not for long, i could hear footsteps getting near! I dug deeper in my bed, but, soon enough though i could see a recognizable figure, "mommy? are you there" i was so shocked with what i heard next, "dear is that you?" "mommy!" but to my horror what i saw was far different from mommy, it was my dreaded auntie! My aunt Polly! In terror I started scrambling out of the room, but then something strange happened, something that until now i couldn't really explain but it was too real to be a dream. I saw, HER.
I saw the voice that was guiding me, I saw her arms, body and most of all, her face. For some reason i somehow felt the presence of my mother beside her and as though we were related somehow, but the moment lasted for a short moment and i fell to the ground unconscious.
December 9, 1932
"I am your friend," those where the last words i heard before i woke up just to find myself neatly tucked in my bed. It was a weird feeling, who was this person who for some reason, decided to tuck me in bed last night? I walked to the door and slowly peeked through, then, i felt my knees tremble as if i was in the middle of an earthquake. It was MY OWN DEAR PARENTS! "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" and it was a really happy birthday indeed.
