March 15th, 1961
Dear Diary,
I'm going to give you an introduction of your first and only owner, Luna Annabella Tick. Today is my fifteenth birthday. Papa bought you from the local market down the street because Papa knows I like to write everything I see or observe through my eyes. So instead of constantly writing about only my life issues, that a fair, young lady like myself has to deal with, I will also include everything I see throughout the course of my days. I suppose you are thinking that I am somewhat crazy, using you for observing and myself, rather than just myself, I must remind you that I am your owner, your caretaker, or your beholder. Anyhoo, Mama tells me its rude to do such foolry but Papa and I agree this is for the best. Mama just sat down in the corner quietly knitting her booties for our neighbor's new born baby boy, Henryson. Papa walked over to her and gave her a big smooch and said something about making a baby of their own again. I walked to my pale pink room and sat down on bed. I'm going to sleep now, tomorrow I'm heading out to London for boarding school.
Sincerely your owner,
Luna Ann. Tick
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Pic of Luna
