Elizabeta's Journal

-Entry 119-

Dear journal,

     Matthew's absolutely devastated. I am filled with grief that I couldn't do anything more than buy diapers for a woman I barely know. Maybe if I were there with them, I could've done something. I could've helped more.

     I want to cry, I really do. But the tears won't come. Because of a sad reality called, I don't actually know her enough be to sad. But I'll comfort whoever needs it. At least I'll do that. It'll make me feel a little more useful before this world's Eliza kills me for letting her friend die.

     And now I've got all this baby supplies that I can't use. . . I'll just clip an adult diaper onto Daniel while he sleeps. I'll leave the rest of the baby supplies for Eliza, since she's engaged to Edward. I suppose they'll have children judging by how much I love them.

     Something's wrong with Feliciano. Ludwig cheated on him and now he's. . . I don't know, snapped or something. I just hope he doesn't do anything horrible. To himself, anyone else, and the baby. I forgot to mention he was pregnant. If I weren't so worried for him, I'd scream GRANDBABIES right now.

     Oh dear, I'm an oldie just like Elizabeth said. . . I should get off that depressing topic, though there's no ignoring it.

     Alex, Matthew's son, is precious. And he calls me mama! How cute! He's a very energetic child! We're going to release butterflies in Matthew's room. Hehe.

     Oh! Admin wanted me to tell everyone since they might not have seen the message on her message board, but today, Monday, she's going to orientation for school. On Tuesday, her mother and her sibling and admin are going to a theme park, which'll probably take up a lot of time. On Wednesday, Admin goes back to school. Which means that on weekdays, she'll be available early in the mornings and around 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

     I should go. . . Do stuff. . . Yeah. . .

-Hungary