4 January 2014
Um, hi
I feel weird talking to a diary. Where do I start?
Well first off, my name is Raelein Airish. I just moved to USA, Ohio. I don't need a job. My mom is a lawyer and my dad is a doctor. That's why moved to Ohio. I never see them anyway.
I have this weird ability. I can move things, but I can't control it. Like when I'm angry, things move. Chairs thrown across the room, that stuff. But I can move them when I want to, too.
My birthday is 22 November, 1998 so I'm 16 this year. I may be too young to live alone, but I don't care. I don't have friends. I have one, though.
She likes to wear sharp-looking metallic clothes. She came from a poor families that live in boxes.
She is a razor.
Her name is Lilian and she likes to paint. She only uses red, though. And she does it on my wrist.
-Rae
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