the Words of my Muggle Mind [Zoey Gabriel McAdams]

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    Re: the Words of my Muggle Mind [Zoey Gabriel McAdams]

    Reply #1 on July 06, 2009, 08:01:54 PM


    à ces pages, j'écris:
    What have I done to make this face? Oh, it was that Beatrix Dark, that's who done it. HA! I do love her, though, like my sister. I believe she was trying to teach me how to do cartwheels off trees, when she ended up falling into a bush full of pixies, and let's just say, they weren't all Peter Pan. Nope. Pixie dust didn't spout from their mouths. More like, words so vile, you'd have to cover your own dogs ears. Poor Bea. I still love you, darling.

    un bon nombre d'amour;
    Zee

    May 24, 2008
    Last Edit: July 06, 2009, 08:50:09 PM by Zoey Gabriel McAdams

    Re: the Words of my Muggle Mind [Zoey Gabriel McAdams]

    Reply #2 on July 07, 2009, 11:26:48 PM

    à ces pages, j'écris:
    I woke up in a cold sweat at 3:27 a.m. Not only was I sweating, but my cheeks were stained with tears. I'd been crying? I didn't know you could cry in your sleep, but I had apparently done just that. I was having a dream. I was in Hogsmeade, leaving Zonko's. My hands were carrying bags, full of candy - a little surprise for Bea, I'm guessing. But then, the bags dropped, and I was standing ten feet away from a man. He was a little taller than I was, and he had a stab wound in his stomach. He called to me, arms outstretched, wanting me to hug him. Instantly I ran to him, grabbing him, telling him I missed him, and that he shouldn't leave me again. But then, he was gone. Vanished. And here I am, awake at 3:27 a.m. crying in my bed. That dream, it felt so real. Why couldn't it be? I miss him. I miss my dad.

    un bon nombre d'amour;
    Zee

    June 1, 2008
     
    Last Edit: July 08, 2009, 08:15:42 PM by Zoey Gabriel McAdams

    Re: the Words of my Muggle Mind [Zoey Gabriel McAdams]

    Reply #3 on July 08, 2009, 02:04:45 AM

    BONJOUR, Zee!
    You silly little boy, you left this in the library, out in the open, for all to see! I say, mister, you need to watch yourself!! You're lucky it was I who found it, and by I, I mean no other than Beatrix. I didn't read any of it, don't worry. I'm not a loser who gets joy out of reading other people's diaries!
    And I did a perfect cartwheel, MIND YOU!! I'm not the most coordinated person, SORRY!
    Anyway, love! Since you supplied me a lovely picture of us, I must do the same.
    Here's you... With a tan.

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