How I even got there

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Journal entry
8/29/1939
I know it's been a while but... It has happened.  what I mean is this war. So far it's been ok but when it comes to one race it's been awful for them.

Soon it will slowly get worse so we left now. Mom went with my plan but change it a bit, dad was sad to see us go but better now than later. I just hope little sister doesn't forget our parents.

For who knows how long we will wait for us to meet again. let's hope now someone over there will help us . bye for now.

After I was done writing in my journey someone on the boat talk to us

"Is there a reason why you need to go to this island especially with having a little child? And you don't look that old?
I'm visiting someone over on the island. With my little sister. " I don't want to talk to people. Were getting closer now

After a while I left the boat it was a bit hard. But lucky little sister can walk for awhile. We always take breaks. It's felt nice today.

Walking down the street I come across a bookstore. I just had to go inside for a bit

Looking around it felt nice. But then left

Slowly getting closer to the house i saw a girl who had lovely ponytails. But what she did was amazing. The vines almost look dead. But she made them grow and now the whole wall has the vines they also lovely. I walk up to her.

"Hey what you did was amazing! Can you please give me a flower that is Belladonna." she mostly look scared.

" You do know that's poisoned right!? Yes but only if you do something with it. Plus I really want to see one I only saw them in books also show it to my little sister." She finally made it and I give it to my little sister.

"Hey do you like it or is it bad." I just hold it in front of her face. She didn't play with it but I still kept it.
"Thank you um I can read a tarot reading if you like or maybe something else?
No you reaction was a gift because others will say mean things or just avoid me. So thank you!" her smile was nice to see.

"Bye hope to see you next time. Come now let's go sister." I grab her hand and on her other she had her stuff.

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