Diary Entry #4

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January 30th 4:27 PM

I am having the most magical, romantic day with Zach. New York is amazing. I wish we could stay here longer. Central Park is where we are at right now.

There are so many more places I want to see here in New York. I may convince Austin to let us stay here for another day.

I am still pondering why I'm still alive. How could someone stab a knife in me, but the person that stabs dies. It makes no sense. I could feel my body glowing at that moment. Maybe there is something weird about that knife or something.

I knew there might be a chance I am...magical, or something like that. I am just trying to take that thought out of my mind. There is no way I'm magical. That is absurd. I'm just an ordinary 18-year old girl that turns 19 tomorrow.

I actually almost forgot my birthday was coming up. I have just been so caught up in Zach and Marabelle and that jazz. I don't really care if no one remembers or celebrates it. I'm not really used to people celebrating my birthday anyway.

Austin always gets me a cupcake and one present since we don't have much money and that's all perfectly fine.

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